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PlTtsion <T>^ iR 



MAY 28 1936 







Sing praises to God, sing praises. — Psalm xlvii. 6. 
There are no songs comparable to the songs of Zion. 





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Middle District of Tennessee. 

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The Hymn-Book of the Methodist Episcopal 
(lurch being in many respects defective- 
hough otherwise highly prized — a volume re 
>aining its excellences, rejecting its blemishes, 
and supplying its defects, has-been long desired 
by the lovers of sacred song in our extended 
Connection. To meet their wishes, the General 
Conference held at Petersburg. Va., in May, 
1840, appointed a Committee to compile such a 
book as speedily as the magnitude of the un- 
dertaking would allow. A year of laborious 
application has resulted in the present volume. 

The arrangement of the hymns will be found 
as simple and philosophical as may be desired. 
A number of long hymns and poems, which, al- 
though .choice specimens of sacred lyrics, have 
ever been deemed unsuitable for purposes of 
general worship, have been superseded by com- 
positions of a more popular cast : the hymns of 
the less difficult measures have been multiplied 
to the exclusion of some of a contrary character: 
hymns susceptible of division have been divided 
so as to make two or more hymns of an availa 
ble length : several objectionable hymns, stan 
zas, and phrases have' been omitted, and their 
places supplied with others, to which no excep- 
tion can be taken with regard to either doctrinal 
soundness or poetic merit : large additions have 
been made to the hymnS for the Institutions of 
Christianitv and for Special Occasions, as also 



on the usual topics of the pulpit, and on familiar 
passages of Scripture : copious indexes, both of 
texts and subjects, have been prepared, together 
with the indexes of the first lines of hymns and 
stanzas : titles have been prefixed to all the 
hymns, to facilitate selection and prevent mis- 
takes ; and every line in the old book has been 
carefully collated with the original and subse- 
quent editions, as far as practicable, and, among 
the hundreds of various readings which obtain, 
the language of the author has been restored, 
when no imperative reason required an altera- 

The works of those authors whose writings con 
stitute either the fountains or reservoirs of mod- 
ern psalmody, including those first published by 
the Rev. John and Charles Wesley, and others 
issued by them at later periods, have supplied 
the materials of the present volume. Many 
choice pieces from the excellent Dr. Doddridge 
will be received with grateful appreciation of 
their merit : the Psalms and Hymns and Lyric 
Poems of Dr. Watts have contributed largely to 
the topical variety of the first part of the book ; 
and several important additions have been made 
from the beautiful effusions of the pious Mont- 
gomery. A number of other authors have been 
laid under contribution ; but their names need 
not be specified in this place, as they appear in 
connection with their respective hymns, adding 
aot a little to the interest of the Collection. 

This hymn-book is truly Wesleyan, or rather 
scriptural in its sentiments, and also in the pro- 
minence given to those subjects which are of 
the greatest importance in the Christian life. 
The Mediation of Christ is exhibited in all its 
parts and relations, and Christian experience 
in all its phases. And here, especially, are we 


indebted to, the gifted muse of the street singta 
of Methodism. Of him it has been said, with 
no less truth than felicity of expression : "Chris- 
tian experience, from the deeps of affliction, 
through all the gradations of doubt, fear, desire. 
faith, hope, expectation, to the transports of 
perfect lore, in the very beams of the beatific 
\ ision — Christian experience furnishes him witls 
everlasting and inexhaustible themes; and ii 
must be confessed that he has celebrated! then; 
with an affluence of diction, and a splendor of 
coloring, rarely surpassed. At the same time, 
he has invested them with a power of truth, and 
endeared them, both to the imagination and the 
affections, with a pathos which makes feeling 
conviction, and leaves the understanding but 
little to do but to acquiesce in the decisions of 
the heart." 

In conclusion, we most cordially commend 
this collection of Hymns for Public, Social, and 
Domestic Worship, to the religious public, and. 
in particular, to our own communion, confident- 
ly anticipating its favorable reception, and ar- 
dently praying that, as the "poetical liturgy'' 
of the Church, as the assistant in Social "Wor- 
ship, and the companion to the Family Altar 
and \he Closet, it may minister to the comfort 
am) salvation of countless thousands, and secure 
a targe revenue of praise to the Triune God. 




3>kc. I Being and Perfections of God. 9-70 

II. Mediation of Christ 71-148 

III. Offices of the Holy Ghost 149- 100 

IV, Institutions of Christianity : — 

1. The Church 1G7-185 

2. The Ministry 185-205 

3. Baptism.' 206-210 

4. The Lord's Supper 210-226 

5. The Sabbath 227-233 

V. The Gospel Call 234-266 

VI. Penitential Exercises 267-333 

VII. Christian Experience : — 

1. Justification and the New 

Birth 334-359 

2. Entire Sanctification and 

Perfect Love 359-399 

3. Duties and Trials 399-479 

VIII. Death and the Future State ... 480-531 

IX. Special Occasions : — 

1. Missions.... 532-553 

2. Bible 553-559 

3. Erection of Churches 559-565 

4. Education of Youth 565-573 

5. The Seasons 573-589 

6. National Solemnities 590-606 

7. On a Voyage 606-613 


iyc, I. Communion of Saints 614-641 

II. Prayer 645-669 


Sec. I The Family 670-696 

II. The Closet 697-734 

Benedictions and Doxologies 735-738 






Bnrtjj attfr Ifinhztions of (Gob. 

1 C. M. C. Wesley 

The Trinity. 
THOUSAND oracles Divine 


Their common beams unite, 
That sinners may with angels join 

To worship God aright : 
2 To praise a Trinity adored 

By all the hosts above ; 
And one thrice holy God and Lord ' 

Through endless ages love. 
8 Triumphant host ! they never cease 

To laud and magnify 
The Triune God of holiness, 

Whose glory fills the sky : 

4 "Whose glory to this earth extends, 
When God himself imparts, 

And the whole Trinity descends 
Into our faithful hearts. 

5 By faith the upper choir we meet. 
And challenge them to sing 

Jehovah on his shining seat, 
Our Maker and our King. 


b' But God made flesh is wholly ours, 

And asks our nobler strain : 
The Father of celestial powers, 

The Friend of earth-born man. 

7 Ye seraphs, nearest to the throne, 
• With rapturous amaze 

On lis, poor ransomed worms, look down 
For t eaven's superior praise ! 

8 The King, whose glorious face ye see, 
For us his crown resigned : 

That Fulness of the Deity, 
He died for all mankind ! 

7s. C. Wesley 

The Trinity. 

HOLY, holy, holy Lord, 
God the Father, and the Word, 
God the Comforter, receive 
Blessings more than we can give. 

2 Mixed with those beyond the sky 
Chanters to the Lord most high, 
We our hearts and voices raise, 
Echoing thy eternal praise. 

3 One, inexplicably three, 
One, in simplest unity : 
God, incline thy gracious ear, 
Us thy lisping creatures hear. 

4 Thee while man, the earth-born, sings 
Angels shrink within their wings : 
Prostrate seraphim above 

Breathe unutterable love. 

5 Happy they who never rest, 
With thy heavenly presence blest ! 
They the heights of glory see, 
Sound the depths of Deity 1 


OF GOD. 9 

6 Fain with them our souls would vie ; 
Sink as low, and mount as high : 
Fall, o'erwhelmed with love, or soar : 
Shout, or silently adore ! 

3 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Weslit 

The Trinity. 

EET and right it is to sing, 
In every time and place, 
Glory to our heavenly King, 

The God of truth and grace. 
Join we then with sweet accord, 
All in one thanksgiving join : 
Holy, holy, holy Lord, 
Eternal praise be thine ! 

2 Thee the first-born sons of light, 
In choral symphonies, 

Praise by day, day without night, 

And never, never cease : 
Angels, and archangels, all 

Praise the mystic Three in One : 
Sing, and stop, and gaze, and fall, 

O'erwhelmed before thy throne! 

3 Vying with that heavenly choir 
Who chant thy praise above, 

We on eagles' wings aspire — 
The wings of faith and love : 

Thee they sing, with glory crowned — 
We extol the slaughtered Lamb : 

Lower if our voices sound, 
Our subject is the same. 

4 Father, God, thy love we praise, 
Which gave thy Son to die : 

Jesus, full of truth and grace* 
Alike we glorify : 


Spirit, Comforter Divine, 

Praise by all to thee be given, 

Till we in full chorus join, 

And earth is turned to heaven. 

4 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

The Trinity. 

10ME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 


Whom one all-perfect God we own, 
Restorer of thy image lost, 

Thy various offices make known : 
Display, our fallen souls to raise, 
Thy whole economy of grace. 

2 Jehovah, in three persons, come, 
And draw, and sprinkle us, and seal 

Poor, guilty, dying worms, in whom 

Thou dost eternal life reveal : 
The knowledge of thyself bestow, 
And all thy glorious goodness show. 

3 that we now, in love renewed, 
Might blameless in thy sight appear 

Wake we in thy similitude, 

Stamped with the triune character: 
Flesh, spirit, soul, to thee resign ; 
And live and die entirely thine ! 

6,6,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley 

The Trinity. 

HAIL, coessential Three, 
In mystic unity ! 
Father, Son, ai?.d Spirit, hail ! 

God by heaven and earth adored, 
God incomprehe.isible — 

One supreme, almighty Lord. 
2 Thou sittest on the throne. 
Plurality in one : 

OE GOU. 11 

Saints behold thine open face, 

Bright, insufferably bright : 
Angels tremble as they gaze — 

Sink into a sea of light ! 

3 Ah ! when shall we increase 
Their heavenly ecstasies? 

Chant, like them, the Lord most high — 
Fall, like them who dare not move — 

" Holy, holy, holy," cry — 
Breathe the praise of silent love ? 

4 Come, Father, in the Son 
And in the Spirit, down : 

Glorious Triune Majesty, 

God through endless ages blest, 

Make us meet thy face to see, — 
Then receive us to thy breast. 

6 L. M. Watts 

The Trinity. 

BLEST be the Father, and his love, 
To whose celestial source we owe 
Rivers of endless joy above, 
And rills of comfort here below. 

2 Glory to thee, great Son of God ! 
From whose dear wounded body rolls 

A precious stream of vital blood, 
Pardon and life for dying souls. 

3 We give thee, sacred Spirit, praise, 
Who, in our hearts of sin and woe, 

Mak'st living springs of grace arise, 
And into ^boundless glory flow. 

4 Thus God the Father, God the Son, 
And God the Spirit, we adore : 

That sea of life and love unknown, 
Without a bottom or a shore. 


7 S. M. 'C. Wesle-e 

The Trinity. 

FATHER,, in whom we live, 
In whom we are and move, 
The glory, power, and praise receive, 
Of thy creating love. 

2 Let all the angel throng 
Give thanks to God on high, 

While earth repeats the joyful song, 
And echoes through the sky. 

3 Incarnate Deity, 

Let all the ransomed race 
Render, in thanks, their lives to thee, 
For thy redeeming grace : 

4 The grace to sinners showed, 
Ye heavenly choirs proclaim, 

And cry, ' ' Salvation to our God, 
Salvation to the Lamh !" 

5 Spirit of holiness, 

Let all thy saints adore 
Thy sacred energy, and bless 
Thy heart-renewing power. 

6 Not angel tongues can tell 
Thy love's ecstatic height, 

The glorious joy unspeakable. 
The beatific sight ! 

7 Eternal, Triune Lord, 
Let all the hosts above, 

Let all the sons of men, record, 
And dwell upon thy love. 

8 When heaven and earth are fled 
Before thy glorious face, 

Sing, all the saints thy love hath made, 
Thine everlasting praise ! 

OF GOD. 13 

The Trinity. — Before sermon. 

C10ME, thou almighty King, 
J Help us thy name to sing. 
Help us to praise ! 
Father all glorious, 
O'er all victorious, 
Come and reign over us, 
Ancient of days. 

2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, 
Scatter our enemies, 

And make them fall : 
Let thine almighty aid 
Our sure defence be made, 
Our souls on thee be stayed : 

Lord, hear our call ! 

3 Come, thou incarnate Word, 
Gird on thy mighty sword, 

Our prayer attend : 
Come, and thy people bless, 
And give thy word success ; 
Spirit of holiness, 

On us descend ! 

4 Come, holy Comforter, 
Thy sacred witness bear 

In this glad hour : 
Thou who almighty art, 
Now rule in every heart, 
And ne'er from us depart, 

Spirit of power ! 

5 To the great One and Threa 
Eternal praises be 

Hence — evermore ! 
His sovereign majesty 
May we in glory see, 
And to eternity 

Love and adore. 



9 6,6,6,6,8,8. Watts. 

» The Trinity. 

GIVE immoi'tal praise 
To God the Father's love, 
For all my comforts here, 

And better hopes above : 
He sent his own eternal Son 
To die for sins that man had done. 

2 To God the Son belongs 
Immortal glory too ; 

Who bought us with his blood 

From everlasting woe ; 
And now he lives, and now he reigns, 
And sees the fruit of all his pains. 

3 To God the Spirit's name 
Immortal worship give, 

Whose new-creating power 

Makes the dead sinner live : 
His work completes the great design, 
And fills the soul with joy divine. 

4 Almighty God, to thee 
Be endless honors done, 

The undivided Three, 

And the mysterious One : 
Where reason fails, with all her powers, 
There faith prevails, and love adores. 

lO C. M. C. Wesley. 

The Trinity. 

HAIL, holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
Whom one in three we know : 
By all thy heavenly host adored, 

By all thy Church below. 
2 One undivided Trinity 
With triumph we proclaim: 

OE GOD. 15 

Thy universe is full of thee, 
And speaks thy glorious name. 

3 Thee, holy Father, we confess : 
Thee, holy Son, adore : 

Spirit of truth and holiness, 
We praise thee evermore. 

4 The incommunicable right, 
Almighty God, receive ! 

Which angel-choirs, and saints in light, 
And saints embodied, give. 

5 Three persons, equally Divine, 
We magnify and love : 

And both the choirs ere long shall join 
To sing thy praise above. 

6 Hail, holy, holy, holy Lord, 
(Our heavenly song shall be,) 

Supreme, essential One, adored 
In coeternal Three ! 

13 C. M. S. Wesley, Jr. 

To God the Father. 

EAIL, Father, whose creating call 
Unnumbered worlds attend; 
Jehovah, comprehending all, 
Whom none can comprehend ! 

2 In light unsearchable enthroned ; 
Whom angels dimly see ; 

The fountain of the Godhead owned, 
And foremost of the Three! 

3 From thee, through an eternal now, 
The Son, thine offspring, flowed : 

An everlasting Father, thou, 
An everlasting God. 


4 Nor quite displayed to worlds above, 
Nor quite on earth concealed : 

By wondrous unexhausted love 
To mortal man revealed. 

5 Supreme and all-sufficient God, 
When nature shall expire, 

And worlds created by thy nod 
Shall perish by thy fire. 

6 Thy name, Jehovah, be adored 
By creatures without end : 

Whom none but thy essential Word 
And Spirit comprehend. 

12 C. M. S. Wesley, Jr. 

To God the Son. 

HAIL, God the Son, in glory crowned, 
Ere time began to be : 
Throned with thy Sire through half the round 
Of vast eternity ! 

2 Let heaven and earth's stupendous frame 
Display their Author's power ; 

And each exalted seraph-flame, 
Creator, thee adore. 

3 Thy wondrous love the Godhead showed 
Contracted to a span — 

The coeternal Son of God, 
The mortal Son of man. 

•3 To save us from our lost estate, 

Behold his life-blood stream : 
Hail, Lord, almighty to create, 

Almighty to redeem ! 

5 The Mediator's God-like sway 
His Church below sustains: 

OF GOD. 17 

Till nature shall her Judge survey, 
The King Messiah reigns. 

G Hail, with essential glory crowned, 

When time shall cease to be : 
Throned -with thy Father, through the round 

Of whole eternity. 

13 C. M. S. Wesley, Jf. 

To God the Holy Ghost. 

HAIL, Holy Ghost. Jehovah, Third • • 
In order of the Three : 
Sprung from the Father and the Word 
From all eternity ! 

2 Thy Godhead brooding o'er th' abyss 
Of formless waters lay, — 

Spoke into order all that is, . 
And darkness into day. 

3 In deepest hell, or heaven's height, 
Thy presence who can flee ? 

Known is the Father to thy sight, 
Th' abyss of Deity. 

4 Thy power through Jesus' life displayed. 
Quite from the virgin's womb, 

Dying, his soul an offering made, 
And raised him from the tomb. 

5 God's image, which our sins destroy, 
Thy grace restores below : 

And truth, and holiness, and joy, 
From thee, their Fountain, flow. 

6 Hail, Holy Ghost, Jehovah, Third 
In order of the Three : 

Sprung from the Father and the Word 
From all eternity ! 


14 C. M. C. Wesley 

Divine excellence. 

HAIL, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One God in persons three: 
Of thee we make our joyful boast, 
Our songs we make of thee ! 

2 Thou neither canst be felt nor seen : 
Thou art a spirit pure : 

Thou from eternity hast been, 
And always shalt endure. 

3 Present alike in every place, 
Thy Godhead we adore : 

Beyond the bounds of time and space 
Thou dwell' st for evermore. 

4 In wisdom infinite thou art, 
Thine eye doth all things see; 

And every thought of every heart 
Is fully known to thee. 

5 Whate'er thou wilt, in earth below 
Thou dost, in heaven above ; 

But chiefly we rejoice to know 
Th' almighty God of love. 

6 Thou lov'st whate'er thy hands have made 
Thy goodness we rehearse, 

In shining characters displayed 
Throughout our universe. 

7 Mercy, with love and endless grace, 
O'er all thy woi'ks doth reign ; 

Hut mostly thou delight'st to bless 
Thy fav'rite creature man. 

8 Wherefore let every creature give 
To thee the praise designed ; 

But chiefly, Lord, the thanks receive, 
The hearts, of all mankind. 

or god. 19 

15 L. M. J. Wesley 

[From the German of Dr. Breithaupt.] 

The glory of God. 

OGOD, thou bottomless abyss ! 
Thee to perfection who can know? 
height immense ! What words suffice 
Thy countless attributes to show ? 

2 Unfathomable depths thou art ! 
plunge me in thy mercy's sea ! 

Void of true wisdom is my heart : 
With love embrace and cover me ! 

3 While thee, all infinite, I set, 

By faith, before my ravished eye, 
My weakness bends beneath the weight: 
O'erpowered, I sink, I faint, I die. 

4 Eternity thy fountain was, 

Which, like thee, no beginning knew . 
Thou wast ere time began his race, 

Ere glowed with stars th' ethereal blue. 

5 Greatness unspeakable is thine, 
Greatness, whose undiminished ray, 

When short-lived worlds are lost, shall siring 
^When earth and heaven are fled away. 

6 Unchangeable, all-perfect Lord, 
Essential life's unbounded sea, 

What lives and moves, lives by thy word : 
It lives, and moves, and is from thee ! 

1 6 L- M. J. Wesley 


THY parent hand, thy forming skill, 
Firm fixed this universal chain : 
Else empty, barren darkness still 
Had held his unmolested reign. 


2 Whate'er in earth, or sea, or sky, 

Or shuns or meets the wand'ring thought. 
Escapes or strikes the searching eye, 
By thee was to perfection brought ' 

3 High is thy power above all height : 
Whate'er thy will decrees, is done: 

Thy "wisdom, equal to thy might, 
Only to thee, God, is known ! 

4 Heaven's glory is thy awful throno, 
Yet earth partakes thy gracious sway : 

Vain man ! thy wisdom, folly own : 
Lost is thy reason'^ feeble ray. 

5 "What our dim eye could never see 
Is plain and naked to thy sight : 

What thickest darkness veils, to thee 
Shines clearly as the morning light. 

8 In light thou dwell'st: light, that no shade. 
No variation, ever knew : 

Heaven, earth, and hell, stand all displayed 
And open to thy piercing view. 

X7 L. M. J. Wesley 


THOU, true and only God, lead'st forth 
Th' immortal armies of the sky : 
Thou laugh'st to scorn the gods of earth : 

Thou thund'rest, and amazed they fly ! 
1 With downcast eye th' angelic choir 

Appear before thy awful face : 
Trembling, they strike the grlden lyre, 

And thro' heaven's vault resound thy praise 
3 In earth, in heaven, in all, thou art : 

The conscious creature feels thy nod : 
Thy forming hand on every part 

Impressed the image of its God. 

OF GOD. 21 

4 Thine, Lord, is wisdom, thine alone ! 
Justice and truth before thee stand ; 

Yet nearer to thy sacred throne 
Mercy withholds thy lifted hand. 

5 Each evening shows thy tender love, 
Each rising morn thy plenteous grace: 

Thy wakened wrath doth slowly move, 
Thy willing mercy flies apace ! 

6 To thy benign, indulgent care, 
Father, this light, this breath, we owe ; 

And all we have, and all we are, 

From thee, great Source of being, flow. 

18 L - M. J. Weslei 


PARENT of good ! thy bounteous hand 
Incessant benefits distils : 
And all in air, or sea, or land, 

With plenteous food and gladness fills. 

2 All things in thee live, move, and are, 
Thy power infused doth all sustain : 

E'en those thy daily favors share 

Who, thankless, spurn thy easy reign. 

3 Thy sun thou bidd'st his genial ray 
Alike on all impartial pour : 

On all who hate or bless thy sway, 

Thou bidd'st descend the fruitful shower. 

4 Yet while, at length, who scorned thy migh< 
Shall feel thee a consuming fire, 

How sweet the joys, the crown how bright, 
Of those who to thy love aspire ! 

6 All creatures praise th' eternal Name 
Ye hosts that to his court belong, 


Cherubic choirs, seraphic flames, 
Awake the everlasting song ! 

6 Thrice Holy ! thine the kingdom is, 
The power omnipotent is thine ; 

And when created nature dies, 
Thy never-ceasing glories shine. 

19 L. M. Watt.-. 

The glory of God. 

GOD is a name my soul adores, 
Th' almighty Three, th' eternal One : 
Nature and grace, with all their powers, 
Confess the Infinite unknown. 

2 Thy voice produced the sea and spheres, 
Bade the waves roar, the planets shine ; 

But nothing like thyself appears 

Through all these spacious works of thine 

3 Still restless nature dies and grows, 
From change to change the creatures run : 

Thy being no succession knows, 
And all thy vast designs are one. 

4 A glance of thine runs through the globe, 
Bules the bright worlds and moves theii 

frame ; 
Of light thou form'st thy dazzling robe, 
Thy ministers are living flame. 

5 Hew shall polluted mortals dare 
To sing thy glory or thy grace ? 

Beneath thy feet we lie afar, 

And see but shadows of thy face. 

6 Who can behold the blazing light ? 
Who can approach consuming flame ? 

None but thy Wisdom knows thy might, 
None but thy Word can speak thy name 

OF GOD. 23 

20 s - M - c - Wesley. 
Glory of God. 

At whose supreme decree 
Our body rose, a breathing clod, 
Our souls sprang forth from thee : 

2 For this thou hast designed, 
And formed us man for this : 

To know and love thyself, and find- 
In thee our endless bliss. 

21 L. M. WATTS 
Divine majesty. 

ETERNAL Power, whose high abode 
Becomes the grandeur of a God : 
Infinite lengths beyond the bounds 
Where stars revolve their little rounds. 

2 Thee while the first archangel sings, 
He hides his face behind his wings ; 
And ranks of shining thrones around 
Fall worshipping, and spread the ground 

3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ? 
"We would adore our Maker too ! 
From sin and dust to thee we cry, 

The Great, the Holy, and the High ! 

4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame. 
And worms have learned to lisp thy name , 
But ! the glories of thy mind 

_ Leave all our soaring thoughts behind ' 

5 God is in heaven, and men below : 
Be short our tunes ; our words be few ! 
A solemn rev'rence checks our songs > 
And praise sits silent on our tongues. 


££ L. M. C. Wesley. 

Absolute perfection. 

HOLY as thou, Lord, is none ! 
Thy holiness is all thy own : 
A drop of that unbounded sea 
Is ours — a drop derived from thee. 

2 And when thy purity we share, 
Thy only glory we declare ; 
And, humbled into nothing, own 
Holy and pure is God alone. 

3 Sole, self-existing God and Lord, 
By all thy heavenly hosts adored ; 
Let all on earth bow down to thee, 
And own thy peerless majesty : 

4 Thy power unparalleled confess, 
Established on the rock of peace : 
The rock that never shall remove, 
The rock of pure, almighty love. 

2^ 8,8,8. J. Wesley. 

[From tlie German of Wolfgang C. Dessler.] 

Majesty and mercy. 

UGOD, of good th' unfathomed sea! 
Who would not give his heart to thee? 
Who would not love thee with his might < 
Jesus, Lover of mankind ! 
Who would not his whole soul and mind, 
With all his strength, to thee unite? 

2 Thou shin'st with everlasting rays : 
Before th' insufferable blaze 

Angels with both wings veil their eyes; 
Yet, free as air thy bounty streams 
On all thy woi'ks : thy mercy's beams, 

Diffusive as thy sun's, arise. 

OF GOD. 25 

3 Astonished at thy frowning brow, 

Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars, bow: 

Terrible majesty is thine ! 
Who then can that vast love express, 
Which bows thee down to me, who less 

Than nothing am, till thou art mine ! 

4 High throned on heaven's eternal hill, 
In number, weight, and measure, still 

Thou sweetly order'st all that is ; 
And yet thou deign'st to come to me, 
And guide my steps, that I, with thee 

Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss. 

24 8,8,8. J. Wesley, 


FOUNTAIN of good ! all blessing flows 
From thee : no want thy fulness knows : 
What but thyself canst thou desire ? 
Yet, self-sufficient as thou art, 
Thou dost desire my worthless heart : 
This, only this, dost thou require. 

2 Primeval Beauty ! in thy sight 
The first-born, fairest sons of light 

See all their brightest glories fade : 
What then to me thine eyes could turn ? 
In sin conceived, of woman born, 

A worm, a leaf, a blast, a shade ! 

3 Hell's armies tremble at thy nod, 
And, trembling, own th' almighty God, 

Sovereign of earth, hell, air, and sky ! 
But who is this that comes from far, 
Whose garments rolled in blood appear? 

'Tis God made man, for man to die ! 

4 God, of good th' unfathomed sea ! 
Who would not give his heart to thee ? 

Who would not love thee with his might ! 


Jesus, Lover of mankind, 
Who would not his whole soul and mind, 
With all his strength, to thee unite ? 

Q5 CM. C. Weslev 

Job xi. 7-9. 

SHALL foolish, weak, short-sighted mai. 
Beyond archangels go, 
The great almighty God explain. 

Or to perfection know ? 
His attributes divinely soar 

Above the creature's sight, 
And prostrate seraphim adore 
The glorious Infinite. 

2 Jehovah's everlasting days, 
They cannot numbered be : 

Incomprehensible the space 

Of thine immensity : 
Thy wisdom's depths by reason's line 

In vain we strive to sound, 
Or stretch our lab'ring thought t' assign 

Omnipotence a bound. 

3 The brightness of thy glories leaves 
Description far below ; 

Nor man, nor angel's heart conceives 

How deep thy mercies flow : 
Thy love is most unsearchable, 

And dazzles all above : 
They gaze, but cannot count or tell 

The treasures of thy love ! 

2 ft SM. Watts. 

All- sufficiency. 
Y God, my life, my love, 
To thee, to thee I call : 
I cannot live if thou remove. 
For thou art all in ail. 


OF GOD. 27 

U Thy sliming grace can cheer 

This dungeon where I dwell : 
'Tis paradise when thou art here-— 

If thou depart, 'tis hell. 

3 The smilings of thy face, 
How amiable they are ! 

'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace, 
And nowhere else but there. 

4 To thee, and thee alone, 
The angels owe their bliss : 

They sit around thy gracious throne, 
And dwell where Jesus is. 

5 Not all the harps above 
Can make a heavenly place, 

If God his residence remove, 
Or but conceal his face. 

6 Nor earth, nor all the sky, 
Can one delight afford : 

No, not one drop of real joy, 
Without thy presence, Lord. 

7 Thou art the sea of love, 
Where all my pleasures roll : 

The circle where my passions move ; 
And centre of my soul. 

8 To thee my spirits fly, 
With infinite desire : 

And yet how far from thee 1 lie ! 
' Jesus, raise me higher ! 

'-£¥ k. M. Doddridge. 

"Glorious in holiness." 

OUR God ascends his lofty throne, 
Arrayed in majesty unknown': 
His lustre all the temple fills, 
And spreads o'er all th' ethereal hills. 


2 The holy, holy, holy Lord, 
Is by the seraphim adored ; 

And, while they stand beneath his seat, 
They veil their faces and their feet. 

3 And can a sinful worm endure 
The presence of a God so pure? 
Or these polluted lips proclaim 
The honors of so grand a name ? 

4 for thine altar's glowing coal 
To touch my lips, to tire my soul, 
To purge the sordid dross away, 
And into crystal turn my clay ! 

38 S. M. Montgomery. 

" Fearful in praises." 

ITAND up, and bless the Lord, 
O Ye people of his choice : 
Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, 

With heart, and soul, and voice. 

2 Though high above all praise, 
Above all blessing high, 

Who would not fear his holy name, 
And laud, and magnify ? 

3 for the living flame 
From his own altar brought, 

To touch our lips — our minds inspire, 
And wing to heaven our thought ! 

4 There, with benign regard, 
Our hymns he deigns to hear : 

Though unrevealed to mortal sense, 
The spirit feels him near. 

5 God is our strength and song, 
And his salvation ours : 

Then be his love in Christ proclaimed 
With all our ransomed powers. 


OE GOD. 29 

6 Stand up, and bless the Lord, 

The Lord your God adore : 
Stand up, and bless his glorious name, 

Henceforth, for evermore 

29 C M. Watts. 

" Doing iconders." 

FATHER,, how wide thy glory shines ! 
How high thy wonders rise ! 
Known through the earth by thousand signs 
By thousands through the skies. 

2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power ; 
Their motions speak thy skill ; 

And on the wings of every hour 
We read thy patience still. 

3 Part of thy name divinely stands 
On all thy creatures writ : 

They show the labor of thy hands, 
Or impress of thy feet. 

4 But when we view thy strange design 
To save rebellious worms, 

Where vengeance and compassion join 
In their divinest forms, 

5 Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe : 
We love and we adore : 

The first archangel never saw 
So much of God before. 

6 Here the whole Deity is known, 
Nor dares a creature guess 

Which of the glories brighter shone, 
The justice or the grace. 

7 Now the full glories of the Lamb 
Adorn the heavenly plains : 

Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name. 
And try their choicest strains 


8 may I bear some humble part 

In that immortal song : 
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 

And love command my tongue. 

30 C. M. Watts. 

"All thy works praise thee." 

}71TERNAL Wisdom! thee we praise: 
*_j Thee, let creation sing : 
With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas 
And heaven's high palace, ring. 

2 Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky 
How glorious to behold ! 

Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, 
And starred with sparkling gold. 

3 There thou hast bid the globes of light 
Their endless circles run ; 

There the pale planet rules the night, 
The day obeys the sun. 

4 If down I turn my wondering eyes 
On clouds and storms below, 

Those under-regions of the skies 
Thy num'rous glories show. 

5 The noisy winds stand ready there, 
Thy orders to obey ; 

Witlrsounding wings they sweep the air, 
To make thy chariot way. 

6 There, like a trumpet loud and strong, 
Thy thunder shakes our coast ; 

While the red lightnings wave along 
The banners of thy host. 

7 On the thin air, without a prop, 
Hang fruitful showers around: 

At thy command they sink, and drop 
Their fatness on the ground. 

OF GOD. 31 

31 C. M. Watts 


HOW doth thy wondrous skill array 
The earth in cheerful green ! 
A thousand herbs thy art display, 
A thousand flowers between. 

2 The rolling mountains of the deep 
Obey thy strong command : 

Thy breath can raise the billows steep, 
Or sink them to the sand. 

3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, 
And strike the wondering sight, 

Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, 
With terror and delight. 

4 Infinite strength and equal skill 
Shine through thy works abroad: 

Our souls with vast amazement fill, 
And speak the builder God ! 

5 But the mild glories of thy grace 

Our softer passions move : 
Pity Divine in Jesus' face, 

We see, adore, and love. 

&£ S. M. Watts 

"And thy saints bless thee." 

ALMIGHTY Maker, God, 
How glorious is thy name ! 
Thy wonders how diffused abroad, 

Throughout creation's frame ! • 

2 In native white and red 

The rose and lily stand, 
And free from pride their beauties spread 

To show thy skilful hand. 


3 The lark mounts up the sky 
"With unambitious song ; 

And bears her Maker's praise on high, 
Upon her artless tongue. 

4 Fain would I rise and sing 
To my Creator too : 

Fain would my heart adore my King, 
And give him praises due. 

5 Descend, celestial fire, 
And seize me from above ! 

Wrap me in flames of pure desire. 
A sacrifice of love. 

6 Let joy and worship spend 
The remnant of my days ; 

And to my God my soul ascend 
In sweet perfumes of praise. 

33 C. M. H. K. Wiutk 


nnHE Lord our God is clothed with might, 
X The winds obey his will : 
He speaks — and in his heavenly height 
The rolling sun stands still. 

2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land 

With threat'ning aspect roar ! 
The Lord uplifts his awful hand, 

And chains you to the shore. 

6 Howl, winds of night ! your force combine ! 

Without his high behest, 
Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, 

•Disturb the sparrow's nest. 

4 His voice sublime is heard afar, 

In distant peals it dies : 
He yokes the whirlwinds to his car, 

And sweeps the howling skies. 

OF GOD. 33 

5 Ye nations, bend — in rev'rence bend ■ 

Ye monarchs, "wait his nod ; 
And bid the choral song ascend 

To celebrate our God. 

34 C. M. C Weslbt 
1 Chron. xxix. 10-13. 

BLEST be our everlasting Lord, 
Our Father, God, and King ! 
Thy sovereign goodness we record, 
Thy glorious power we sing. 

2 By thee the victory is given 
The majesty Divine, 

And strength, and might, and earth, andheaven. 
And all therein, are thine. 

3 The kingdom, Lord, is thine alone, 
Who dost thy right maintain ; 

And, high on thy eternal throne, 
O'er men and angels reign. 

4 Riches, as seemeth good to thee, 
Thou dost, and honor, give ; 

And kings their power and dignity 
Out of thy hand receive. 

5 Thou hast on us the grace bestowed, 
Thy greatness to proclaim ; 

And therefore now we thank our God, 

And praise thy glorious name, 
o Thy glorious name, and nature's powers. 

Thou dost to us make known 
And all the Deity is ours, 

Through thy incarnate Son. 

35 C. M. Cowper. 
"Wonderful in counsel." 

'^OD moves in a mysterious way 
His wonders to perform : 

G ( 


He plants his footsteps in the sesc. 
And rides upon the storm. 

2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
Of never-failing skill 

He treasures up his bright designs, 
And works his sovereign will. 

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take : 
The clouds ye so much dread 

Are big -with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
But trust him for his grace : 

Behind a frowning providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 His purposes will ripen fast, 
Unfolding every hour : 

The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the fiower. 

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 
And scan his work in vain : 

God is his own interpreter, 
And he will make it plain. 

36 C. M. Montgomery. 

"Excellent in ivorking." 

GOD, in the high and holy place, 
Looks down upon the spheres; 
Yet, in his providence and grace 
To every eye appears. 

2 The forests in his strength rejoice: 
Hark ! on the evening breeze, 

As once of old, the Lord God's voice 
Is heard among the trees. 

3 Here, on the hills, he feeds his berds, 
His flocks on yonder plains : 

OF GOD. 35 

His praise is warbled by the birds : 
could we catch their strains I 

4 In every stream his bounty flows, 
Diffusing joy and wealth: 

In every breeze his Spirit blows 
The breath of life and health. 

5 His blessings fall in plenteous showers 
Upon the lap of earth. 

That teems with foliage, fruits, and flowers, 
And rings with infant mirth. 

6 If God hath made this world so fair, 
Where sin and death abound, 

How beautiful, beyond compare, 
Will paradise be found ! 

37 C. M. Herve* 

Too wise to err — too good to be unkind. 

SINCE all the varying scenes of time 
God's watchful eye surveys, 
0, who so wise to choose our lot, 
Or to appoint our ways ! 

2 Good when he gives — supremely good — 
Nor less when he denies : 

E'en crosses, from his sovereign hand, 
Are blessings in disguise. 

3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, 
So constant and so kind ? 

To his unerring, gracious will, 
Be every wish resigned 

38 L- M. C. Weslb* 
The Father of mercies. 

GOD of my life, whose gracious power 
Through various deaths my soul hath lei, 
Or turned aside the fatal hour, 
Or lifted up my sinking head ' 


2 In all my ways thy hand I own, 
Thy ruling providence I see : 

Assist me still my course to run, 
And still direct my paths to thee. 

3 Whither, whither should I fly, 
But to my loving Saviour's breast ? 

Secure within thine arms to lie, 

And safe beneath thy wings to rest. 

4 I have no skill the snare to shun, 
But thou, Christ, my wisdom art ! 

1 ever into ruii> run, 

But thou art greater than my heart. 

5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, 
Lead me a way I have not known : 

Bring me where I my heaven may find, 
The heaven of loving thee alone. 

39 L. M. J. Wesley. 

[From the German.] 

The God of all grace. 

ETERNAL depth of love Divine, 
In Jesus, God with us displayed, 
How bright thy beaming glories shine ! 
How wide thy healing streams are spread ! 

2 With whom dost thou delight to dwell? 
Sinners, a vile and thankless race : 

God ! what tongue aright can tell 

How vast thy love, how great thy grace ? 

3 The dictates of thy sovereign will 
With joy our grateful hearts receive: 

All thy delight in us fulfil: 
Lo ! all we are to thee we give. 

4 To thy sure love, thy tender care, 
Our flesh, soul, spirit, we resign : 

O fix thy sacred presence there, 
And seal th' abode for ever thine I 

OF GOD. 37 

5 King of glory, thy rich grace 
Our feeble thought surpasses far : 

Yea, e'en our crimes, though numberless, 
Less numerous than thy mercies are. 

G Still, Lord, thy saving health display, 
And arm our souls with heavenly zeal ; 

So fearless shall we urge our way 

Through all the powers of earth and hell 

40 CM. C.Wesley. 

Exodus xxxiv. 5, 6. 
r\ REAT God ! to me the sight afford 
VJT To him of old allowed ; 
And let my faith behold its Lord, 
Descending in a cloud ! 

2 In that revealing Spirit come down, 
Thine attributes proclaim, 

And to my inmost soul make known 
The glories of thy name. 

3 Jehovah, Christ, I thee adore, 
Who gav'st my soul to be ! 

Fountain of being and of power, 
And great in majesty. 

4 The Lord, the mighty God, thou art, 
But let me rather prove 

That name inspoken to my heart, 
That fav'rite name of Love. 

5 Merciful God, thyself proclaim 
In this polluted breast : 

Mercy is thy distinguished name, 
And suits the sinner best. 

6 Our mis'ry doth for pity call 
Our sin implores thy grace ; 

And thou art merciful to all 
Our lost, apostate race. 


41 C. M. C. Weslky. 

Exodus xxxiv. G, 7. 

rpHY ceaseless, unexhausted love, 
jL Unmerited and free, 
Delights our evil to remove, 
And help our misery. 

2 Thou waitest to be gracious still, 
Thou dost with sinners bear, 

That, saved, we may thy goodness feel, 
And all thy grace declare. 

3 Thy goodness and thy truth to me, 
To every soul, abound: 

A vast unfathomable sea, 

Where all our thoughts are drowned. 

4 Its streams the whole creation reach, 
So plenteous is the store : 

Enough for all, enough for each, 
Enough for evermore. 

5 Faithful, Lord, thy mercies are ! 
A rock that cannot move : 

A thousand promises declare 
Thy constancy of love. 

6 Throughout the universe it reigns, 
Unalterably sure; 

And while the truth of God remains, 
His goodness must endure. 

4-2 C. M. C. Wesley, 

Exodus xxxiv. 7. 

RESERVES of unexhausted grace 
Are treasured up in thee, 
For myriads of the fallen race — 
For all mankind and me. 

OF GOD. 39 

2 The flowing stream continues full 
Till time its course hath run ; 

And while eternal ages roll 
Thy mercy shall flow on. 

3 Merciful God, long-suffering, kind, 
To me thy name is showed ; 

But sinners most exult to find 
Thou art a pard'ning God. 

4 Our sins in deed, and word, and thought, 
Thou freely dost forgive ; 

For us thou by thy blood hast bought. 
And died that I might live. 

5 Yetjsvilt thou not the guilty clear, 
If we to sin return : 

Thy wrath, vindictively severe, 
From age to age shall burn; 

6 Unless our sinful misery 
"We, self-condemned, bemoan, 

And find an Advocate in thee, 
Before thy Father's throne. 

4-3 k. ML Doddridge, 

The rainbow round about the throne. 

LORD, round thy throne the rainbow shines ; 
Fair emblem of thy kind designs : 
Bright pledge, that speaks thy cov'nant sure, 
Long as thy kingdom shall endure 

2 No more shall deluges of woe 
Thy new-created world o'erflow : 
Jesns, our Sun, his beams displays, 

And gilds the clouds with beauteous rays. 

3 Xo gems so bright, no forms so fair — 
Mercy and truth still triumph there -• 
Thy saints shall bless the peaceful sign, 
When ntars and suns forget to shine- 


4.4. 8s. Hart, 

" This God is our God." 

rpHIS, this is the God we adore, 
J_ Our faithful, unchangeable Friend. 
Whose love is as great as his power, 
And neither knows measure nor end : 

2 'Tis Jesus, the first and the last, 

Whose Sphit shall guide us safe home : 

We'll praise him for all that, is past, 
And trust him for all that's to come. 

45 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Opening worship. 

OTHOU, whom all thy saints adore, 
We now with 'all thy saints agree, 
And bow our inmost souls before 
Thy glorious, awful majesty. 

2 The King of nations we proclaim : 

Who would not our great Sovereign fear ? 

We long t' experience all thy name, 
And now we come to meet thee here. 

8 We come, great God, to seek thy fact, 
And for thy loving-kindness wait ; 

And 0, how dreadful is this place ! 
'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate ! 

4 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh, 
To thee our trembling hearts aspire , 

And lo ! we see descend from high 
The pillar and the flame of fire. 

5 Still let it on th' assembly stay, 
And all the house with glory fill, 

To Canaan's bounds point out the way, 
And lead us to thy holy hill. 

or god. 41 

6 There let us all with Jesus stand. 

And join the general Church above; 
And take our seats at thy right hand, 

And sing- thine everlasting love. 

j (3 8,8,8,8,8,8. J. Weslet 

[From the German of Gerhard Tersteegen.] 

Opening worship. 

LO ! God is here ! let us adore, 
And own how dreadful is this place ! 
Let ail within us feel his power, 

And silent bow before his face ! 
Who know his power, his grace who prove, 
Serve him with awe, with rev'rence love. 

2 Lo ! God is here ! him clay and night 
Th' united choirs of angels sing: 

To him enthroned above all height, 

Heaven's host their noblest praises bring 
Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song. 
Who praise thee with a stamm*ring tongue. 

3 Gladly the toys of earth we leave. 
Wealth, pleasure, fame, for thee alone . 

To thee our will, soul, flesh, we give : 
take ! seal them for thine own ! 
Thou art the God, thou art the Lord: 
Be thou by all thy works adored I 

1 Being of beings ! may our praise 
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill : 

Still may we stand before thy face, 
Still hear and do thy sovereign will: 

To thee may all our thoughts arise. 

Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice. 

5 As flowers their op'ning leaves display. 
Ajid glad drink in the solar fire. 


So may we catch thy every ray, 

So may thy influence us inspire, 
Thou Beam of the eternal Beam! 
Thou purging Fire, thou quick'ning Flame ! 

47 S. M. Watts, 

Psalm viii. 

OLOBD, our heavenly King, 
Thy name is all Divine : 
Thy glories round the earth are spread, 
And o'er the heavens they shine. 

2 Out of the mouths of babes 
A^d sucklings thou canst draw 

Surprising honors to thy name, 
And strike the world with awe. 

3 When to thy works on high 
I raise my wond'ring eyes, 

And see the moon, complete in light, 
Adorn the darksome skies : 

4 When I survey the stars, 
And all their shining forms — 

Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, 
Akin to dust and worms ? 

5 Lord, what is worthless man, 
That thou shouldst love him so ? 

Next to thine angels is he placed, 
And lord of all below. 

6 Thine honors crown his head, 
While beasts, like slaves, obey, 

And birds that cut the air with wings, 
And fish that cleave the sea. 

7 Lord, our heavenly King, 
Thy name is all Divine : 

Thy glories round the earth are spread, 
And o'er the heavens they shine. 

OP GOD. 43 

4_3 C. M. Sternhold. 

Psalm xviii. 9, 10. 

THE Lord descended from above, 
And bowed the heavens most high ; 
And underneath his feet he cast 

The darkness of the sky. 
2 On cherub and on cherubim 

Full royally he rode ; 
And on the wings of mighty winds 
Came flying all abroad. 

4.9 L. M. Addison. 

Psalm xix. 1-6. 

THE spacious firmament on high, 
With all the blue ethereal sky, 
And spangled heavens, (a shining frame,) 
Their great Original proclaim: 
Th' unwearied sun from day to day 
Doth his Creator's power display, 
And publishes to every land 
The work of an almighty hand. 

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 
The moon takes up the wondrous tale, 
And nightly to the list'ning earth 
Repeats the story of her birth ; 

While all the stars that round her burn, 
And all the planets, in their turn, 
Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
And spread the truth from pole to pole. 

3 What though in solemn silence all 
Move round the dark terrestrial ball : 
What though no real voice nor sound 
Amid their radiant orbs be found ; 
In reason's ear they all rejoice, 

And utter forth a glorious voice, 

For ever singing as they shine, 

" The hand that made us is Divine. n 


50 S. M. Watts. 

Psalm xix. Before morning sermon. 

BEHOLD the morning sun 
Begins his glorious way : 
His beams through all the nations run, 
And life and light convey. 

2 But where the gospel comes, 
It spreads diviner light : 

It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 
And gives the blind their sight. 

3 How perfect is thy word ! 
And all thy judgments just : 

For ever sure thy promise, Lord, 
And men securely trust. 

4 My gracious God, how plain 
Are thy directions given ! 

may I never read in vain, 
But find the path to heaven ! 

51 S. M. Watts. 

Psalm xix. After sermon. 

I HEAR thy word with love, 
And I would fain obey : 
Lord ! send thy Spirit from above 
To guide me, lest I stray ! 

2 who can ever find 
The errors of his ways ? 

Yet with a bold, presumptuous mind, 
I would not dare transgress. 

3 Warn me of every sin. 
Forgive my secret faults. 

And cleanse this guilty soul of mine. 
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts. 

OP GOD. 45 

4 While with my -heart and tongue 

I spread thy praise abroad, 
Accept the worship and the song, 

My Saviour and my God. 

52 8,8,8,8,8,8. Addis>ok 
Psalm xxiii. 

rpiIE Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
X And feed me with a shepherd's care : 
His presence shall my wants supply, 
And guard me with a watchful eye: 
My noonday walks be shall attend, 
And all my midnight hours defend. 

2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
Or on the thirsty mountain pant, 
To fertile vales and dewy meads 

My weary, wandering steps he leads, 
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
Amid the verdant landscape flow. 

3 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
With gloomy horrors overspread, 

My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
For thou, Lord, art with me still: 
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, 
And guide me through the dreadful shade. 

4 Though in a bare and rugged way, 
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, 
Thy bounty shall my pains beguile, 
The barren wilderness shall smile, 

With sudden greens and herbage crowned. 
And streams shall murmur all around. 

53 S. M. Watts. 

Psalm xxiii. 

THE Lord my Shepherd is, 
I shall be well supplied: 


Since he is mine, and I am his, 
What can I "want beside ? 

2 He leads me to the place 
Where heavenly pasture grows, 

Where living waters gently pass, 
And full salvation flows. 

3 If e'er I go astray, 

He doth my soul reclaim, 
And guides me in his own right way, 
For his most holy name. 

4 While he affords his aid, 
I cannot yield to fear : 

Though I should walk through death's dark 
My Shepherd's with me there. 

5 In spite of all my foes, 
Thou dost my table spread : 

My cup with blessings overflows, 
And joy exalts my head. 

6 The bounties of thy love 
Shall crown my foll'wing days ; 

Nor from thy house will I remove, 
Nor cease to speak thy praise. 

54 L. M. G. WE3LBV 

Psalm xxiv. 1-6. 

THE earth, with all her fulness, :wns 
Jehovah for her sovereign Lord : 
The countless myriads of her sons 
Rose into being at his word. 

2 His word did out of nothing call 
The world, and founded all that is : 

Launched on the floods this solid balL 
And fixed it in the floating seas 

or god. 47 

8 But who shall quit this low abode, 
Wl .0 shall ascend the heavenly place, 

And stand upon the mount of God, 
And see his Maker face to face ? 

4 The man whose hands and heart are clean, 
That blessed portion shall receive : 

Whoe'er, by grace, is saved from sin, 
Hereafter shall in glory live. 

5 He shall obtain the starry crown ; 
And, numbered with the saints above, 

The God of his salvation own, 
The God of his salvation love. 

55 L. M. Watts. 

Psalm xxxvi. 5-9. 

HIGH in the heavens, eternal God, 
Thy goodness in full glory shines : 
Thy truth shall break through every cloud 
That veils and darkens thy designs. 

2 For ever firm thy justice stands, 

As mountains their foundations keep : 
Wise are the wonders of thy hands : 
Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 

3 Thy providence is kind and large, 
Both man and beast thy bounty share : 

The whole creation is thy charge, 
But saints are thy peculiar care. 

4 My God! how excellent thy grace 
Whence all our hope and comfort springs : 

The sons of Adam in distress 
Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 

5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, 
Springs from the presence of the Lord ; 

And in thy light our souls shall see 
The glories promised in thy word. 


56 C. M. Watts. 

Psalm lxiii Opening morning service. 

EARLY, my God, without delay, 
I haste to seek thy face : 
My thirsty spirit faints away, 
Without thy cheering grace. 

2 So pilgrims, on the scorching sand, 
Beneath a burning sky, 

Long for a cooling stream at hand ; 
And they must drink or die. 

3 I've seen thy glory and thy power 
Through all thy temple shine : 

My God, repeat that heavenly hour, 
That vision so divine. 

4 Not all the blessings of a feast 
Can please my soul so well, 

As when thy richer grace I taste, 
And in thy presence dwell. 

5 Not life itself, with all its joys, 
Can my best passions move, 

Or raise so high my cheerful voice, 
As thy forgiving love. 

$ Thus, till my last expiring day, 
I'll bless my God and King : 

Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 
Ani tune my lips to sing. 

57 S. M. Watts 

Psalm xcv. Opening worship. 

COME, sound his praise abroad, 
And hymns of glory sing: 
Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
The universal King. 

or god. 49 

2 He formed the deeps unknown, 
He gave the seas their bound : 

The watery worlds are all his own, 
And all the solid ground. 

3 Come, worship at his throne : 
Come, bow before the Lord : 

We are his work, and not our own, 
He formed us by his word. 

4 To-day attend his voice, 
Nor dare provoke his rod : 

Come, like the people of his choice, 
And own your gracious Gtod. 

58 6,6,6,6,8,8. Watts. 

Psalm xcvii. 

THE Lord Jehovah reigns, 
His throne is built on high : 
The garments he assumes 
Are light and majesty : 
His glories shine with beams so bright, 
No mortal eye can bear the sight. 

2 The thunders of his hand 

* Keep the wide world in awe : 

His wrath and justice stand 
To guard his holy law ; 
And where his love resolves to bless, 
His truth confirms and seals the grace. 

3 Through all his mighty works 
Amazing wisdom shines, 

Confounds the powers of hell, 
And breaks their dark designs : 
Strong is his arm, and shall fulfil 
His great decrees and sovereign wilL 

4 And will this sovereign King 
Of glory condescend? 


And will he write his name 
My Father and my Friend ? 

1 love his name, I love his word : 
Join all my powers to praise the Lord ! 

59 L. M. Watts. 

Psalm c. 

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, 
Ye nations bow with sacred joy: 
Know that the Lord is God alone, 
He can create, and he destroy. 

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 

And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, 
He brought us to his fold again. 

3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 
High as the heavens our voices raise ; 

And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 

4 Wide as the world is thy command: 
Vast as eternity thy love : 

Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 

OO S. M. Watts. 

Psalm ciii. 1-7. 

BLESS the Lord, my soul : 
Let all within me join, 
And aid my tongue to bless his name, 
Whose favors are divine. 

2 bless the Lord, my soul ; 

Nor let his mercies lie 
Forgotten in unthankfulness, 

And without praises die. 

OF GOD. 51 

3 'Tis he forgives thy sins ; 
'Tis he relieves thy pain ; 

'Tis he who heals thy sicknesses, 
And makes thee young again. 

4 He crowns thy life with love, 
When ransomed from the grave : 

He, who redeemed my soul from hell, 
Hath sovereign power to save. 

5 He fills the poor with good : 
He gives the suff'rers rest : 

The Lord hath judgment for the proud, 
And justice for th' opprest. 

6 His wondrous works and ways 
He made by Moses known ; 

But sent the world his truth and grace 
By his beloved Son. 

61 S. M. Watts. 

Psalm ciii. 8-12. 

"Y soul, repeat His praise, 
Whose mercies are so great ; 
Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
So ready to abate. 

2 God will not always chide ; 
And when his strokes are felt, 

His strokes are fewer than our crimes. 
And lighter than our guilt 

3 High as the heavens are raised 
Above the ground we tread, 

So far the riches of his grace 
Our highest thoughts exceed. 

4 His power subdues our sins ; 
And his forgiving love, 

Far as the east is from the west. 
Doth all our guilt remove 


62 S. M. Watts. 

Psalm ciii. 13-18. 

THE pity of the Lord, 
To those that fear his name, 
Is such as tender parents feel : 
He knows our feeble frame. 

2 He knows we are but dust, 
Scattered with every breath : 

His anger, like a rising wind, 
Can send us swift to death. 

3 Our days are as the grass, 
Or like the morning flower : 

If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, 
It withers in an hour. 

4 But thy compassions, Lord, 
To endless years endure ; 

And children's children ever find 
Thy words of promise sure. 

63 S. M. Watts. 

Psalm ciii. 19-22. 

THE Lord, the sovereign King, 
Hath fixed his throne on high : 
O'er all the heavenly world he rules, 
And all beneath the sky. 

2 Ye angels, great in might, 
And swift to do his will, 

Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, 
Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 

3 Let the bright hosts who wait 
The orders of their King, 

And guard his churches when they pray, 
Join in the praise they sing. 

OF GOD. 53 

4 While all his wondrous works, 
Through his vast kingdom, show 

Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, ' 
Shalt sing his graces too. 

ft4 10,10,11,11. Grant 

Psalm civ. 

WORSHIP the King, All glorious above ; 
gratefully sing His power and his love . 
Our Shield and Defender, The Ancient of days, 
Pavilioned in splendor, And girded with praise. 

tell of his might, sing of his grace, 
Whose robe is the light, Whose canopy space : 
His chariots of wrath The deep thunder-clouds 


And dark is his path On the wings of the storm. 
3 This earth, with its store Of wonders untold, 
Almighty ! thy power Hath founded of old : 
Hath stablished it fast, By a changeless decree, 
And round it hath cast, Like a mantle, the sea. 

Thy bountiful care, What tongue can recite? 
It breathes in the air, It shines in the light, 
It streams from the hills, It descends to the plain, 
And sweetly distils In the dew and the rain. 

Frail children of dust, And feeble as frail, 
In thee do we trust, Nor find thee to fail : 
Thy mercies how tender, How firm to the end S 
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend. 

measureless might, Ineffable love : 
While angels delight To hymn thee above, 
The humbler creation, Though feeble their lays, 
With true adoration, Shall lisp to thy praise. 

65 L. M. Beady & Tatil 

Psalm cvi. . 
BENDER thanks to God above, 
The fountain of eternal love. 


Whose mercy firm through ages past 
Hath stood, and shall for ever last. 

2 Who can his mighty deeds express, 
Not only vast, but numberless ? 
What mortal eloquence can raise 
His tribute of immortal praise ? 

3 Extend to me that favor, Lord, 
Thou to thy chosen dost afford : 
When thou return'st to set them free. 
Let thy salvation visit me. 

4 may I worthy prove to see 
Thy saints in full prosperity, — 
That I the joyful choir may join, 
And count thy people's triumph mine ' 

5 Let Israel's God be ever blessed, 
His name eternally confessed: 
Let all his saints, "with full accord, 

In solemn hymns proclaim their Lord. 

(3(3 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesle* 

Psalm cxiv. 

WHEN Israel out of Egypt came, 
And left the proud oppressor's laud. 
Supported by the great I AM, 

Safe in the hollow of his hand, 
The Lord in Israel reigned alone, 
And Judah was his fav'rite throne. 

2 The sea beheld his power, and fled, 
Disparted by the wondrous rod: 

Jordan ran backward to its head, 

And Sinai felt th' incumbent God : 
The mountains skipped like frighted rams, 
The hills leaped after them as lambs. 

3 What ailed thee, th^u trembling sea? 
What horror turned the river back? 

OF GOD. 55 

Was nature's God displeased with thee ? 

And why should hills or mountains shake? 
Ye mountains huge, that skipped like rams? 
Ye hills, that leaped as frighted lambs J 

4 Earth, tremble on, with all thy sons, 
In presence of thy awful Lord, 

Whose power inverted nature owns, 
Her only law his sovereign word: 
fie shakes rhe centre with his rod, 
And heaven bows down to Jacob's God. 

5 Creation, varied by his hand, 
Th' omnipotent Jehovah knows ! 

The sea is turned to solid land, 

The rock into a fountain flows ; 
And all things, as they change, proclaim 
The Lord eternally the same. 

ti7 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Psalm cxvi. 8, 9. 

MY soul, through my Redeemer's care, 
Saved from the second death, I feel, 
Mine eyes from tears of dark despair, 
My feet from falling into hell. 

2 Wherefore to him my feet shall run, 
Mliie eyes on his perfections gaze : 

My soul shall live for God alone, 
And aii within me shout his praige. 

(3P 7s. Milton. 

Psabn cxxxvi. 

LET us, with a' gladsome mind, 
Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; 
For hid mercies aye endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

2 Let us blaze his name abroad, 
For of gods hts is the God ; 


For his mercies aye endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

3 All things living he doth feed ; 
His full hand supplies their need ; 
For his mercies aye endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

4 Let us, therefore, "warble forth 
His high majesty and worth ; 
For his mercies aye endure, 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

69 CM. V*v™. 

Psalm cxxxix. 1-6. 

LORD, all I am is known to thee : 
In vain my soul would try 
To shun thy presence, or to flee 
The notice of thine eye. 

2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys 
My rising and my rest, 

My public walks, my private ways, 
The secrets of my breast. 

3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, 
Before they're formed within, 

And ere my lips pronounce the word, 
Thou know'st the sense I mean. 

4 wondrous knowledge ! deep and high . 
Where can a creature hide ? 

Within thy circling arms I lie, 
Beset on every side. 

6 So let thy grace surround me still. 

And like a bulwark prove, 
To guard my soul from every ill, 

Secured by sovereign love 

OF GOD. 57 

70 8,8,8,8,8,8. Merrick. 

Psalm cxlv. 

EAR as creation's bounds extend, 
Thy mercies, heavenly Lord, descend ■ 
One chorus of perpetual praise 
To thee thy various works shall raise : 
Thy saints to thee, in hymns, impart 
The transports of a grateful heart. 

2 They chant the splendors of thy name, 
Delighted with the wondrous theme ; 
And bid the world's wide realms admire 
The glories of th' almighty Sire, 
Whose throne all nature's wreck survives, 
"Whose power through endless ages lives. 

3 From thee, great God, while every eye 
Expectant waits the wished supply, 
Their bread, proportioned to the day, 
Thy opening hands to each convey : 

In every sorrow of the heart 
Eternal mercy bears a part. 

4 Who ask thine aid, with heart sincere, 
Shall find thy succors ever near : 

To thee their prayer in each distress, 
Thy suff'ring servants, Lord, address ; 
And prove thee, verging on the grave, 
Nor slow to hear, nor weak to save. 

71 C. M. Watts. 

Psalm cxlv. 

LET every tongue thy goodness speak, 
Thou sovereign Lord of all : 
Thy strength'ning hands uphold the weak, 
And raise the poor that fall. 

2 When sorrows bow the spirit down, 
When virtue lies distressed. 


Beneath the proud oppressor's frown, 
Thou giv'st the mourner rest. 

8 Thou know'st the pains thy servants feel, 
Thou hear'st thy children's cry ; 

And their best wishes to fulfil, 
Thy grace is ever nigh. 

i Thy mercy never shall remove 

From men of heart sincere : 
Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love 

Is joined with holy fear. 

5 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise, 

And spread thy fame abroad . 
Let all the sons of Adam raise 

The honors of their God. 

72 8 >8,8. Watts 

Psalm cxlvi. 

I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, 
And when my voice is lost in death, 
Praise shall employ my nobler powers : 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last, 
Or immortality endures. 

2 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
On Israel's God : he made the sky, 

And earth, and seas, with all their train ■ 
His truth for ever stands secure : 
He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor, 

And none shall find his promise vain. 

3 The Lord pours eyesight on the blind ; 
The Lord supports the fainting mind; 

He sends the lab'ring conscience peace : 
He helps the stranger in distress. 
The widow and the fatherless. 

And grants the pris'ner sweet release- 

OF GOD. 59 

4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, 
And when my voice is lost in death. 

Praise shall employ my nobler powers 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
While life, and thought, and being last, 

Or immortality endures. 

73 L. M. Watts 

Psalm cxlvii. 1—11. 

PRAISE ye the Lord ! 'tis good to raise 
Your hearts and voices in his praise : 
His nature and his works invite 
To make this duty our delight. 

2 He formed the stars, those heavenly flames ; 
He counts their numbers, calls their names : 
His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, 

A deep where all our thoughts are drowned. 

3 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, 
Who spreads his clouds along the sky : 
There he prepares the fruitful rain, 
Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 

4 He makes the grass the hills adorn : 
He clothes the smiling fields with corn : 
The beasts with food his hands supply. 
And the young ravens when they cry. 

5 What is the creature's skill or force ? 
The sprightly man, or warlike horse ? 
The piercing wit, the active limb ? 

All are too mean delights for him, 

6 But saints are lovely in his sight, 
He views his children with delight: 

He sees their hope, he knows their fear, 
He looks, and loves his image there. 


74 6,6,6,6,8,8. Beady & Tate. 

Psalm cxlviii. 

YE boundless realms of joy, 
Exalt your Maker's fame : 
His praise your song employ 
Above the starry frame : 
Your voices raise, Ye cherubim 
And seraphim, To sing his praise. • 

2 Thou moon, that rul'st the night, 

And sim, that guid'st the day, 
Ye glitt'ring stars of light, 
To him your homage pay : 
His praise declare, Ye heavens above, 
And clouds that move In liquid air. 

- 3 Let them adore the Lord, 

And praise his holy name, 
By whose almighty word 

They all from nothing came, — 
And all shall last, From changes free : 
His firm decree Stands ever fast. 

4 Let earth her tribute pay : 
Praise him, ye dreadful whales, 

And fish that through the sea 
Glide swift, with glittering scales : 
Fire,' hail, and snow, And misty air, 
And winds that where He bids them bio** 

5 By hills and mountains, all 
In grateful concert joined ; 

By cedars stately tall, 

And trees for fruit designed ; 
By every beast, And creeping thing, 
And fowl of wing. His name be blest. 

6 Let all of highest birth. 
With those of humbler name. 

OE GOD. 63 

And judges of the earth, 

His matchless praise proclaim : 
[n this design, Let youths with maids, 
And hoary heads With children, join. 

7 United zeal be shown 

His "wondrous fame to raise, 

Whose glorious name alone 

Deserves our endless praise : 

Earth's utmost ends His power obey : 

His glorious sway The sky transcends. 

8 His chosen saints to grace, 
He sets them up on high ; 

And favors Israel's race, 
Who still to him are nigh : 
O therefore raise Your grateful voice, 
And still rejoice The Lord to praise ! 

75 8,8,6. Ogilvib. 

Psalm cxlviii. 
T)EGTN, my soul, th' exalted lay, 
J3 Let each enraptured thought obey, 

And praise th' Almighty's name : 
Lo ! heaven and earth, and seas and skies, 
In one melodious concert rise, 

To swell th' inspiring theme. 
2 Ye fields of light, celestial plains, 
Where gay, transporting beauty reigns, 

Ye scenes divinely fair : 
Vour Maker's wondrous power proclaim, 
Tell how he formed your shining frame, 

And breathed the fluid air. 
} Ye angels, catch the thrilling sound \ 
While all th' adoring thrones around 

His boundless mercy sing : 
Let every list'ning saint above 
Wake all the tuneful soul of love, 

And touch the sweetest string. 


4 Join, ye loud spheres, the vocal choir : 
Thou dazzling orb of liquid fire, 

The mighty chorus aid : 
Soon as gray evening gilds the plain, 
Thou, moon, protract the melting strain, 

And praise him in the shade. 

5 Let every element rejoice: 

Ye thunders', burst with awful voice 

To him who bids you roll : 
His praise in softer notes declare, 
Each whispering breeze of yielding air, 

And breathe it to the soul. 

6 Let man, for nobler service made, 
The feeling heart, the judging head, 

In heavenly praise employ : 
Spread his tremendous name around, 
Till heaven's broad arch rings back the sound 

The general burst of joy. 

7 Ye, whom the charms of grandeur please, 
Nursed on the downy lap of ease, 

Fall prostrate at his throne : 
Ye princes, rulers, all adore : 
Praise him, ye kings, who makes your power 

An image of his own. 

8 Let youth its ardent passions move, 
To praise th' eternal Source of love, 

With all its hallowed fire : 
Let age take up the tuneful lay, 
Sigh his blest name, then soar away, 

And ask an angel's lyre. 

9 Let saints, redeemed from death and hell, 
Tn louder, loftier numbers, tell 

The wonders of his grace : 
Beyond creation's utmost bounds, 
A.bove her noblest, sweetest sounds, 

Declare Jehovah's praise. 

or god. 63 

YQ C. M. Watts. 

Psalm cxlviii. 

PRAISE ye the Lord, y' immortal choirs 
That fill the "worlds above : 
Praise him "who formed you of his fires, 
And feeds you "with his love. 

2 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies. 
The floor of his abode ; 

Or veil in shades your thousand eyes 
Before your brighter God, 

3 Thou restless globe of golden light, 
Whose beams create our days, 

Join with the silver queen of night 
To own your borrowed rays. 

4 Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud 
Through the ethereal blue ; 

For when his chariot is a cloud, 
He makes his wheels of you. 

5 Thunder and hail, and fire and storms. 
The troops of his command, 

Appear in all your dreadful forms, 
And speak his awful hand. 

6 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, 
In your eternal roar : 

Let wave to wave resound his praise, 
And shore reply to shore : 

7 While monsters, sporting on the flood, 
In scaly silver shine, 

Speak terribly their maker, God, 
And lash the foaming brine. 

8 But gentler things shall tune his name 
To softer notes than these : 

Young zephyrs breathing o'er the stream. 
Or whispering through the trees- 


9 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines, 
To him that bids you grow : 

Sweet clusters, bend the fruitful vines 
On every thankful bough. 

10 Let the shrill birds his honors raise, 
And climb the morning sky : 

While grov'ling blasts attempt his praise, 
In hoarser harmony. 

11 Thus while the meaner creatures sing, 
Ye mortals, take the sound : 

Echo the glories of your King 
Through all the nations round. 

?7 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesley 

Psalm cxlviii. 12, 13. 

YOUNG men and maidens, raise 
Your tuneful voices high : 
Old men and children, praise 
The Lord of earth and sky : 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 

2 The universal King 

Let all the world proclaim : 
Let every creature sing 

ITis attributes and name ! 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 

3 In his great name alone 
All excellences meet, 

Who sits upon the throne, 
And shall for ever sit : 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 

OF GOD. 65 

4 Glory to God belongs : 
Glory to God be given, 
Above the noblest songs 
Of all in earth and heaven : 
Him Three in One, and One in Three, 
Extol to all eternity. 

78 8,8,8,8,8,8. C: Weslet 

Te JDeum. 

r 'FINITE God, to thee we raise 
Our hearts in solemn songs of praise : 
By all thy works on earth adored, 
We "worship thee, the common Lord; 
The everlasting Father own, 
And bow ourselves before thy throne. 

2 Thee all the choir of angels sings, 
The Lord of hosts, the King of kings ; 
Cherubs proclaim thy praise aloud, 
And seraphs shout the Triune God ; 
And "Holy, holy, holy," cry, 

" Thy glory fills both earth and sky !" 

3 God of the patriarchal race, 

The ancient seers record thy praise : 
The goodly apostolic band 
In highest joy and glory stand; 
A.nd all the saints and prophets join 
T' extol thy majesty divine. 

4 Head of the martyrs' noble host, 
Of thee they justly make their boast : 
The Church to earth's remotest bounds 
Her heavenly Founder's praise resounds ; 
And strives with those around the throne 
To hymn the mystic Three in One. 

5 Father of endless majesty, 

All might and love they render thee ; 


Thy true and only Son adore, 
The same in dignity and power ; 
And God the Holy Ghost declare, 
The saints' eternal Comforter. 

79 . 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. We8lft 


MESSIAH, joy of every heart, 
Thou, thou the King of glory art : 
The Father's everlasting Son, 
Thee it delights thy Church to own ; 
For all our hopes on thee depend, 
Whose glorious mercies never end. 

2 Bent to redeem a sinful race, 
Thou, Lord, with unexampled grace, 
Into our lower world didst come, 
And stoop to a poor virgin's womb : 
Whom all the heavens cannot contain, 
Our God, appeared a child of man ! 

3 When thou hadst rendered up thy breath. 
And dying, drawn the sting of death, 
Thou didst from earth triumphant rise, 
And ope the portals of the skies, 

That all who trust in thee alone 
Might follow, and partake thy throne. 

4 Seated at God's right hand again, 
Thou dost in all his glory reign ; 
Thou dost, thy Father's image, shine 
In all the attributes divine ; 

And thou with judgment clad shalt come, 
To seal our everlasting doom. 

5 Wherefore we now for mercy pray : 
Saviour, take our sins away ! 
Before thou as our Judge appear, 

In dreadful majesty severe, 

OF GOD. 67 

Appear our Advocate with God, 
And save the purchase of thy blood. 

6 Hallow and make thy servants meet, 
And with thy saints in glory seat • 
Sustain and bless us by thy sway, 
And keep to that tremendous day 
When all thy Church shall chant abcve 
The new eternal song of love. 

80 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 


SAVIOUR, we now rejoice in hope 
That thou at last wilt take us up : 
With daily triumph we proclaim, 
And bless and magnify thy name ; 
And wait thy greatness to adore 
When time and death shall be no more. 

2 Till then with us vouchsafe to stay, 
And keep us pure from sin to-day ; 
Thy great confirming grace bestow, 
And guard us all our days below ; 
And ever mightily defend, 

And save thy servants to the end. 

3 Still let us, Lord, by thee be blest, 
Who in thy guardian mercy rest : 
Extend thy mercy's arms to me, 
The weakest soul that trusts in thee ; 
And never let me lose thy love, 

Till I, e'en I, am erowned above. 

81 L. M. J. WE3LEY. 

The Lord's Prayer. Preface and first petition. 

FATHER of all, whose powerful voice 
Called forth this universal frame ! 


Whose mercies oyer all rejoice, 

Through endless ages still the same : 

2 Thou by thy word upholdest all ; 
Thy bounteous love to all is showed : 

Thou hear'st thy every creature's call ; 
And fillest every mouth with good. 

3 In heaven thou reign'st enthroned in light, 
Nature's expanse before thee spread: 

Earth, air, and sea, before thy sight, 
And hell's deep gloom, are open laid ! 

4 "Wisdom, and might, and love, are thine : 
Prostrate before thy face we fall, 

Confess thine attributes Divine, 

And hail thee sovereign Lord of all. 

5 Thee, sovereign Lord, let all confess, 
That move in earth, or air, or sky ; 

Revere thy power, thy goodness bless, 
Tremble before thy piercing eye. 

6 All ye who owe to him your birth, 
In praise your every hour employ : 

Jehovah reigns : be glad, earth, 

And shout, ye morning stars, for joy ! 

SQ> L. M. J Wesley. 

Continued. Second petition. 

SON of thy Sire's eternal love, 
Take to thyself thy mighty power . 
Let all earth's sons thy mercy prove, 
Let all thy wondrous grace adore : 

2 The triumphs of thy love display : 
In every heart reign thou alone, 

Till all thy foes confess thy sway, 
And glory end what grace begun. 

02 GOD. 69 

83 L. M. J. Wesley. 

Continued. Third petition. 

SPIRIT of grace, and health, and po"wer", 
Fountain of light and love below : 
Abroad thy healing influence shower, 
O'er all the nations let it flow. 

2 Inflame our hearts with perfect love, 

In us the work of faith fulfil ; 
So not heaven's host shall swifter move, 

Than we on earth, to do thy will. 

84 L. M. J. Wesley. 

Continued. Fourth petition. 

FATHER, 'tis thine each day to yield 
Thy children's wants a fresh supply! 
Thou cloth' st the lilies of the field, 
And hearest the young ravens cry. 

2 On thee we cast our care : we live 

Through thee, who know'st our every need: 

feed us with thy grace, and give 
Our souls this day the living bread ! 

85 L. M. J. Wesley, 

Continued. Fifth petition. 

ETERNAL, spotless Lamb of God, 
Before the world's foundation slain 1 
Sprinkle us ever with thy blood : 
cleanse, and keep us ever clean ! 

2 To every soul (all praise to thee !) 
Our bowels of compassion move ; 

And all mankind by this may see, 
God is in us ; for God is love. 


86 L/M. J. Wesley. 

Continued. Sixth petition. 

r\ IVER and Lord of life, whose power 
VT And guardian care for all are free, 
To thee, in fierce temptation's hour, 
From sin and Satan let us flee. 

2 Thine, Lord, we are, and ours thou art . 

In us be all thy goodness showed : 
Renew, enlarge, and fill our heart 

With peace, and joy, and heaven, and God. 

87 L. M. J. Wesley. 

Concluded. The dozology. 

BLESSING and honor, praise and love, 
Coequal, coeternal Three, 
In earth below, in heaven above, 
By all thy works be paid to thee ! 

2 Thrice Holy ! thine the kingdom is ; 

The power omnipotent is thine ; 
And when created nature dies, 

Thy never-ceasing glories shine. 


^tbriatum jof (Jurist. 


The Advent. 

HARK ! the glad sound ! the Saviour comes i 
The Saviour promised long ! 
Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 

2 He comes the pris'ners to release, 
In Satan's bondage held: 

The gates of brass before him burst ; 
The iron fetters yield ! 

3 He comes from thickest films of vice 
To clear the mental ray ; 

And on the eyeballs of the blind 
To pour celestial day. 

4 He comes the broken heart to bind, 
The bleeding soul to cure ; 

And, with the treasures of his grace, 
T' enrich the humble poor. 

5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, 
Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 

And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With thy beloved name. 

89 7s. C. Wesley. 

The Incarnation. 

HARK ! the herald angels sing, 
" Glory to the new-born King ; 
Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; 
God and sinners reconciled:" 


Joyful all ye nations rise, 
Join the triumphs of the skies ; 
With th' angelie hosts proclaim, 
" Christ is born in Bethlehem." 

2 Christ, by highest heaven adored, 
Christ, the everlasting Lord : 

Late in'time behold him come, 
Offspring of a virgin's womb, 
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, 
Hail th' incarnate Deity ! 
Pleased as man with men t' appear, 
Jesus our Immanuel here. 

3 Hail, the heaven-born Prince of peace ! 
Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! 

Light and life to all he brings, 
Risen with healing in his wings : 
Mild he lays his glory by, 
Born that man no more may die ; 
Born to raise the sons of earth ; 
Born to give them second birth. 

4 Come, Desire of nations, come! 
Fix in us thy humble home : 

Rise, the woman's conqu'ring Seed, 
Bruise in us the serpent's head : 
Adam's likeness now efface, 
Stamp thine image in its place : 
Second Adam from above, 
Reinstate us in thy love. 

9Q C. M. Medlbt 

The Incarnation. 

MORTALS, awake, with angels join, 
And chant the solemn lay : 
Joy, love, and gratitude combine 
To hail th' auspicious day. 


2 In heaven the rapt'rous song began, 
And sweet seraphic fire 

Through all the shining legions ran, 
And strung and tuned the lyre. 

3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 
And loud the echo rolled : 

The theme, the song, the joy, was new, 
'Twas more than heaven could hold. 

4 Down through the portals of the sky 
Th' impetuous torrent ran ; 

And angels flew with eager joy 
To bear the news to man. 

5 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, 
" Glory to God on high ! 

Good- will and peace are now complete : 
Jesus was born to die." 

6 Hail, Prince of life, for ever hail ! 
Redeemer, brother, friend ! 

Though earth, and time, and life, shall fail 
Thy praise shall never end. 

91 . 8s. C. Wesle? 

" Glory to God in the highest "' 

ALL glory to God in the sky, 
And peace upon earth be restored ! 
Jesus, exalted on high, 

Appear our omnipotent Lord ! 
Who, meanly in Bethlehem born, 

Didst stoop to redeem a lost race, 
Once more to thy creatures return, 
And reign in thy kingdom of grace. 

2 When thou in our flesh didst appear, 
All nature acknowledged thy birth : 

Arose the acceptable year, 
And heaven was opened on earth: 


Receiving its Lord from above, 
The world was united to bless 

The Giver of concord and love, 
The Prince and the Author of peace. 

3 wouldst thou again be made known, 
Again in thy Spirit descend, 

And set up in each of thine own 
A kingdom that never shall end 

Thou only art able to bless, 

And make the glad nations obey, 

And bid the dire enmity cease, 
And bow the whole world to thy sway ! 

4 Come, then, to thy servants again, 
Who long thy appearing to know : 

Thy quiet and peaceable reign 

In mercy establish below : 
All sorrow before thee shall fly, 

And anger and hatred be o'er ; 
And envy and malice shall die, 

And discord afflict us no more. 

5 No horrid alarum of war 
Shall break our eternal repose : 

No sound of the trumpet is there, 
Where Jesus's Spirit o'erflows : 

Appeased by the charms of thy grace, 
We all shall in amity join, 

And kindly each other embrace, 
And love with a passion like thine. 

92 L. M. C. Wesley. 

" The Word was made flesh." 

HNG-, all in heaven, at Jesus' birth, 
Glory to God, and peace on earth: 
Incarnate love in Christ is seen, 
Pure mercy and good-will to men. 

S 1 


2 Praise him, extolled above all height, 
Who doth in worthless worms delight : 
God reconciled in Christ confess, 
Your present and eternal peace. 

3 From Jesus, manifest below, 
Rivers of pure salvation flow, 

And pour on man's distinguished race 
Their everlasting streams of grace. 

4 Sing, every soul of Adam's line, 
The fav'rite attribute Divine, 
Ascribing, with the hosts above, 
All glory to the God of love. 

93 C. M. Watts. 

The song of the angels. 

& QHEPHERDS, rejoice, lift up your eyes, 
lO And send your fears away : 
News from the regions of the skies — 
A Saviour's born to-day. 

2 "Jesus, the God whom angels fear, 
Comes down to dwell with you : 

To-day he makes his entrance here, 
But not as monarchs do. 

3 "No gold, nor purple swaddling-bands, 
Nor royal shining things : 

A manger for his cradle stands, 
And holds the King of kings. 

4 " Go, shepherds, where the infant lies, 
And see his humble throne : 

With tears of joy in all your eyes, 
Go, shepherds, kiss the Son." 

5 Thus Gabriel sang, and straight around 
The heavenly armies throng : 

They tune their harps to lofty sound, 
And thus conclude the song : 


6 " Glory to God that reigns above, 
Let peace surround the earth : 

Mortals shall know their Maker's love, 
At their Redeemer's birth." 

7 Lord ! and shall angels have their songs, 
A.nd men no tunes to raise ? 

may we lose these useless tongues 
When we forget to praise ! 

94 c. M. 

Luke ii. 8-14. 

WHILE shepherds watched their flocks by 
All seated on the ground, [night, 

The angel of the Lord came down, 
And glory shone around. 

2 "Fear not," said he, (for mighty dread 
Had seized their troubled mind,) 

" Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
To you and all mankind. 

3 "To you, in David's town, this day, 
Is born, of David's line, 

The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; 
And this shall be the sign : 

4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find 
To human view displayed, 

All meanly wrapped in swathing-bands, 
And in a manger laid." 

5 Thus spoke the seraph, and forthwith 
Appeared a shining throng 

Of angels praising God, on high, 
And thus addressed their song : 

6 " All glory be to God on high, 
And to the earth be peace : 

Good-will henceforth, from heaven to men, 
Begin and never cease." 


95 S. M. C. Wesley. 

" Unto us a child is born." 

FATHER, our hearts we lift 
Up to thy gracious throne, 
And thank thee for the precious gift 
Of thine incarnate Son! 

2 The gift unspeakable 
"We thankfully receive, 

And to the world thy goodness tell, 
And to thy glory live. 

3 Jesus, the holy child, 
froth, "by his birth, declare 

That God and man are reconciled, 
And one in him we are. 

4 A peace on earth he brings, 
"Which never more shall end : 

The Lord of hosts, the King of kings, 
Declares himself our friend. 

5 His kingdom from above 
He doth to us impart, 

And pure benevolence and love 
O'erfiow the faithful heart : 

6 Changed in a moment, vre 
The sweet attraction find, 

With open arms of charity 
Embracing all mankind. 

7 might they all receive 

The new-born Prince of peace ! 
And meekly in his spirit live, 
And in his love increase ! 

8 Till he convey us home, 
Cry every soul aloud, 

Come, thou Desire of nations, come. 
And take us up to God ! 


96 L- M. C. We«LK1 

" Unto us a Son is given." 

TO us a child, of royal birth, 
Heir of the promises, is given : 
Th' Invisible appears on earth, 
The Son of man, the God of heaven. 

2 A Saviour born, in love supreme 
He comes, our fallen souls to raise : 

He comes, his people to redeem, 
"With all his plenitude of grace. 

3 The Christ, by raptured seers foretold, 
Filled with th' eternal Spirit's power, 

Prophet, and Priest, and King, behold, 
And Lord of all the worlds adore. 

4 The Lord of hosts, the God most high, 
Who quits his throne on earth to live, 

With joy we welcome from the sky, 
With faith into our hearts receive. 

97 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesley. 

" They shall call his name ImmanueV 

LET earth and heaven combine, 
Angels and men agree, 
To praise, in songs divine, 

Th' incarnate Deity : 
Our God contracted to a span, 
Incomprehensibly made man. 

2 He laid his glory by ; 

He wrapped him in our clay . 
Unmarked by human eye, 

The latent Godhead lay : 
Infant of days he here became, 
And bore the mild Immanuel's nam© 


5 Unsearchable the love 

That hath the Saviour brought ; 

The grace is far above 

Or man or angel's thought : 

Suffice for us that God, we know, 

Our God, is manifest below. 

4 He deigns in flesh t' appear, 
Widest extremes to join : 

To bring our vileness near, 
And make us all divine ; 
And vre the life of God shall know ; 
For God is manifest below. 

5 Made perfect first in love, 
And sanctified by grace, 

We shall from earth remove, 
And see his glorious face: 
Then shall his love be fully showed, 
And man shall then be lost in God. 

98 11,10,11,10. Hebeb. 

Star of the Edit. 

BRIGHTEST and best of ike sons of the 
Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! 

2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining. 
Low lies his head with the beasts of tne stall ■ 

Angels adore him in slumber reclining, 
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 

3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion. 
Odors of Edom, and off'rings divine ? 

Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, 
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the 


4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, 
Vainly with gifts would his favor secure : 

Richer by far is the heart's adoration, 

Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor! 

5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning. 
Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ' 

3tar of the East, the horizon adorning, 
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid 

99 C. M. Watts. 
Psalm xcviii. 

JOY to the world — the Lord is come ! 
Let earth receive her King : 
Let every heart prepare him room, 
And heaven and nature sing. 

2 Joy to the earth — the Saviour reigns ! 
Let men their songs employ ; 

While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains, 
Repeat the sounding joy. 

3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 
Nor thorns infest the ground : " 

He comes to make his blessings flow, 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace ; 
And makes the nations prove 

The glories of his righteousness, 
And wonders of his love. 

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The song of Simeon. 
/HpiS enough — the hour is come: 

J_ Now within the silent tomb 
Let this mortal frame decay, 
Mingled with its kindred clay, 
Since thy mercies, oft of old 
By thy chosen seers foretold. 


Faithful now and steadfast prove, 
God of truth, and God of love ! — 

2 Since, at length, my aged eye 
Sees the Day-spring from on high ! 
Those whom death had overspread 
With his dark and dreary shade, 
Lift their eyes, and, from afar, 
Hail the light of Jacob's star, 
Waiting till the promised ray 
Turn their darkness into day. 

3 Sun of righteousness, to thee, 
Lo ! the nations bow the knee ; 
And the realms of distant kings 
Own the healing of thy wings : 
See the beams, intensely shed, 
Shine on Sion's favored head ! 

2n ever may they hence remove, 
God of truth, and God of love ! 

l(j)l C. M. Hebeh. 

The holy child Jesus. 
\ BASHED be all the boast of age, 
XA_ Be hoary learning dumb ! 
Expounder of the mystic page, 
Behold an infant come ! 

2 "Wisdom ! whose unfading power 
Beside th' Eternal stood, 

To frame, in nature's earliest hour, 
The land, the sky, the flood, — 

3 Yet didst not thou disdain awhile 
An infant form to wear, 

To bless thy mother with a smile, 
And lisp thy faltered prayer. 

4 But in thy Father's own abode, 
With Israel's elders round. 

Conversing high with Israel's God, 
Thy chief est joy was found, 


5 So may our youth adore thy name 

And, Saviour, deign to bless, 
With fost'ring grace, the timid flame 

Of early holiness ! 

102 C. M. 

The Inauguration. 

SEE, from on high, a light divine 
On Jesus' head descend ; 
And hear the sacred voice from heaven, 
That bids us all attend — 

2 " This is my well-beloved Son," 
Proclaimed the voice Divine ; 

"Hear him," his Heavenly Father said, 
"For all his words are mine." 

3 His mission thus confirmed from heaven, 
The great Messiah came, 

And heavenly wisdom taught to man, 
In God the Father's name. 

4 The path of heavenly peace he showed, 
That leads to bliss on high, 

Where all his faithful foll'wers here 
Shall live, no more to die. 

5 may we then, who own him Lord, 
And his loved name profess, 

By all our words and actions prove 
That we his mind possess 1 

J 03 L - M - Watts. 

Credentials of Jesus. 

BEHOLD the blind their sight receive ! 
Behold the dead awake and live ! 
The dumb speak wonders ! and the lame 
Leap like the hart, and bless his name ! 
2 Thus does th' eternal Spirit own, 
And seal the mission of the Son ; 


The Father vindicates his cause. 
"While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 

3 He dies ! — the heavens in mourning stood ! 
He rises — and appears a God ! 

Behold the Lord ascending high, 
No more to bleed, no more to die. 

4 Hence, and for ever, from my heart 

1 bid my doubts and fears depart ; 
And to those hands my soul resign, 
Which bear credentials so divine. 

104: k. M. BOWRING. 

The great Teacher. 

HOW sweetly flowed the gospel sound 
From lips of gentleness and grace, 
When list'ning thousands gathered round, 
And joy and gladness filled the place ! 

2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, 
To heaven he led his foll'wers' way : 

Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, 
Unveiling an immortal day. 

3 "Come, wand'rers, to my Father's home; 
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest:" 

Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, 
Obey thee, love thee, and be blest, 

105 L M. Watts 

His exemplary life. 

MY dear Eedeemer, and my Lord, 
I read my duty in thy word ; 
But in thy life the law appears, 
Drawn out in living characters. 
2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, 
Such defrence to thy Father's will, 
Such love, and meekness so divine, 
I would transcribe, and make them mine. 


3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, ■ 
Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer : 

The desert thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict, and thy vict'ry too. 

4 Be thou my pattern : make me bear 
More of thy gracious image here ; 

Then God, the Judge, shall own my name, 
Among the foll'wers of the Lamb. 

106 0. M. Enfield 

" / have given you an example." 

BEHOLD where in a mortal form 
Appears each grace divine ! 
The virtues, all in Jesus met, 
With mildest radiance shine. 

2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, 
To give the mourner joy, 

To preach glad tidings to the poor, 
Was his divine employ. 

3 Lowly in heart, to all his friends 
A friend and servant found : 

He washed their feet, he wiped their tears, 
And healed each bleeding wound. 

4 Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn, 
Patient and meek he stood : 

His foes, ungrateful, sought his life : 
He labored for their good. 

5 In the last hours of deep distress, 
Before his Father's throne, 

With soul resigned, he bowed, and said, 
" Thy will, not mine, be done !" 

6 Be Christ our pattern and our guide I 
His image may we bear ! 

may we tread his holy steps, 
His joy and glory share ! 


107 L - M - Steele. 
"Leaving us an example." 

WHENE'EK the angry passions rise, 
And tempt our thoughts or tongue* 
to strife, 
On Jesus let us fix our eyes, 

Bright pattern of the Christian life. 

2 how "benevolent and kind ! 
How mild ! how ready to forgive ! 

Be this the temper of our mind, 

And these the rules by which we live. 

3 To do his Heavenly Father's will 
Was his employment and delight : 

Humility and holy zeal 

Shone through his life divinely bright. 

4 Dispensing good where'er he came, • 
The labors of his life were love : 

If then we love the Saviour's name, 
Let his Divine example move ! 

108 "s. C. Weslb-s. 
" That ye should follow his steps." 

HOLY Lamb, who thee confess, 
Foll'wers of thy holiness, 
Thee they ever keep in view, 
Ever ask, " What shall we do V' 
Governed by thy only will, 
All thy words we would fulfil, 
Would in all thy footsteps go, 
Walk as Jesus walked below. 

2 While thou didst on earth appear, 
Servant to thy servants here. 
Mindful of thy place above, 
All thy life was prayer and love : 


Such our whole employment be, 
Works of faith and charity : 
Works of love on man bestowed, 
Secret intercourse with God. 

3 Early in the temple meet, 
Let us still our Saviour greet : 
Nightly to the mount repair , 
Join our praying Pattern there : 
There by wrestling faith obtain 
Power to work for God again ; 
Power his image to retrieve, 
Power, like thee, our Lord, to live. 


The Transfiguration. 

WHEN at this distance, Lord, we trace 
The various glories of thy face, 
What transport pours o'er all our breast, 
And charms our cares and woes to rest ! 

2 With thee, in the obscurest cell, 

On some bleak mountain would I dwell, 
Rather than pompous courts behold, 
And share their grandeur and their gold. 

3 Away, ye dreams of mortal joy ; 
Raptures divine my thoughts employ : 
I see the King of glory shine, 

And feel his love, and call him mine. 

4 On Tabor thus his servants viewed 
His lustre, when transformed he stood ; 
And, bidding earthly scenes farewell, 
Cried, "Lord, 'tis pleasant here to dwell I" 

5 Yet still our elevated eyes 
To nobler visions long to rise ; 
That grand assembly would we join, 
Where all thy saints around thee shine. 


6 That mount, how bright ! those forms, how 

'Tis good to dwell for ever there ! 
Come, death, dear envoy of my God, 
And bear me to that blest abode ! 

] 10 -k- M. Doddridge 

Christ weeping over Jerusalem. 

WHAT venerable sight appears ! 
The Son of God dissolved in tears I 
Trace, my soul, with sad surprise, 
The sorrows of a Saviour's eyes ! 

2 For whom, blest Jesus, we would know, 
Doth such a sacred torrent flow ? 

What brother, or what friend of thine, 
Is graced and mourned with drops divine ? 

3 Nor brother there, nor friend I see — 
But sons of pride and cruelty ; 

Who, like rapacious tigers, stood, 
Insatiate, panting for thy blood. 

4 Dear Lord, and did thy gushing eyes 
Thus stream o'er dying enemies ? 
And can thy tenderness forget 

The sinner, humbled at thy feet ? 

5 With deep remorse our bowels move,— 
That we have wronged such matchless love ; 
Thy gentle pity, Lord, display, 

And smile these trembling fears away. 

1X1 S. M. Beddome 

"He beheld the city, and wept over it." 

DID Christ o'er sinners weep, 
And shall our cheeks be dry ? 
Let floods of penitential grief 
Burst forth from every eye. 


2 The Son of God in tears 
The wond'ring angels see : 

Be thou astonished, my soul : 
He shed those tears for thee. 

3 He wept that we might weep : 
Each sin demands a tear : 

In heaven alone no sin is found, 
And there 's no weeping there. 

H2 C. M. HAWE19 . 


DARK was the night, and cold the ground, 
On which the Lord was laid ; 
His sweat, like drops of blood, ran down : 
In agony he prayed, — 

2 "Father, remove this bitter cup, 
If such thy sacred will ; 

If not, content to drink it up, 
Thy pleasure I fulfil." 

3 Go to the garden, sinner : see 
Those precious drops that flow : 

The heavy load he bore for thee ; 
For thee he lies so low. 

113 lis. M. De Fleury 

The Garden. 

GARDEN of Olivet, dear honored spot, 
The fame of thy wonder shall ne'er be for 
The theme most transporting to seraphs above ; 
?he triumph of sorrow, the triumph of love ! 

2 Come, saints, and adore him: come, bow at 

his feet ! 
0, give him the glory, the praise that is meet : 
Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, 
And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies 


114 S. M. C. Wesley 
" My soul is exceeding sorrowful." 

THE man of sorrow now 
Thou dost indeed appear, — 
Beneath ray guilty burden bow, 
And tremble with my fear. 

2 Thy pain is my relief, 

And doth my load remove ; 
For 0, if all thy soul is grief, 

Yet all thy heart is love ! 

115 L. M. Chandler. 

[From the Primitive Church.] 

Agony in the garden. 

TO whom is our report made known 
Of mercies which the Lord hath shown f 
Such wonders scarce can faith believe, 
And scarce the mind such love conceive. 

2 The Son of God, for sinful man 
In purpose slain., since time began, 
His body now in deed supplies 

As our atoning sacrifice. 

3 But wherefore, Saviour, dost thou lie 
In such a mournful agony ? 

And why those bloody drops that show 
Thy soul's deep anguish as they flow ? 

4 Both the dread cup deter thy soul ? 
But ! unless thou drink the whole, 
For us poor sinners it must flow, 

A draught of never-ending woe. 

5 But heavenly love is ne'er dismayed 
And God may not be disobeyed ; 

And lo ! he yields him to the hour 
Of darkness, and to hell's dark power 


6 The Father, who the victim gave, 
The Son, who died mankind to save, 
The Holy Ghost, we all adore, 
One God, both now and evermore. 

116 L- M. C Wesley. 

The Passion. 

YE that pass by, behold the man ! 
The man of griefs, condemned for you ! 
The Lamb of God, for sinners slain, 
Weeping to Calvary pursue ! 

2 See ! how his back the scourges tear, 
While to the bloody pillar bound! 

The ploughers make long furrows there, 
Till all his body is one wound. 

3 Nor can he thus their hate assuage : 
His innocence, to death pursued, 

Must fully glut their utmost rage : 
Hark ! how they clamor for his blood ! 

4 " To us our own Barabbas give: 
Away with* him," (they loudly cry,) 

"Away with him, not fit to live, 
The vile seducer crucify!" 

5 His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear, 
With nails they fasten to the wood ! 

Uis sacred limbs, exposed and bare, 
Or only covered with his blood. 

6 See there, his temples crowned with thorn ! 
His bleeding hands extended wide ! 

His streaming feet transfixed and torn ! 
The fountain gushing from his side ! 

7 Where is the King of glory now ! 
The everlasting Son of God ? 

Th' Immortal hangs his languid brow: 
Th' Almighty faints beneath his load ! 


8 Beneath my load he faints and dies ; 
I filled his soul with pangs unknown ; 

1 caused those mortal groans and cries : 
I killed the Father's only Son ! 

L17 L. M. C. WK8LB1 


OTHOU dear sufPring Son of God, 
How doth thy heart to sinners move ! 
Help me to catch thy precious blood ! 
Help me to taste thy dying love ! 

2 The earth could to her centre quake, 
Convulsed while her Creator died : 

let my inmost nature shake, 
And die with Jesus crucified ! 

3 At thy last gasp the graves displayed 
Their horrors to the upper skies : 

that my soul might burst the shade, 
And, quickened by thy death, arise ! 

4 The rocks could feel thy powerful death, 
And tremble, and asunder part : 

rend with thine expiring breath 
The harder marble of my heart ! 

118 C. M. S. Wesley, Jb. 

The Passion. 

FROM whence these dire portents around, 
Which heaven and earth amaze ? 
Wherefore do earthquakes cleave the ground ? 
Why hides the sun his rays ? 

2 Not thus did Sinai's trembling head 

With sacred horror nod, 
Beneath the dark pavilion spread 

Of legislative God. 


3 Thou earth, thy lowest centre shake. 
With Jesus sympathize ! 

Thou sun, as hell's deep gloom, be black : 
'Tis thy Creator dies. 

4 See, streaming from th' accursed tree, 
His all-atoning blood : 

Is this the Infinite ? 'tis He, 
My Saviour and my God. 

5 For me these pangs his soul assail ; 
For me this death is borne : 

My sins gave sharpness to the nail, 
And pointed every thorn. 

6 Let sin no more my soul enslave : 
Break, Lord, the tyrant's chain : 

0, save me, whom thou cam'st to save, 
Nor bleed nor die in vain. 

119 L. M. J. Chandlee 

[From the Primitive Church.] 

The Cross. 

WHILE, in the agonies of death, 
The Saviour yields his latest breath 
We, too, will mount on Calv'ry's height, 
And contemplate the wondrous sight ! 
2 Lamb of God, by faith we see 
How all our hopes are fixed on. thee: 
Thy cross we see ordained by Heaven, 
For man to look, and be forgiven. 
8 By this thy saints to glory come ; 
By this, they brave the martyr's doom ; 
In this the surest proof we find 
Of God's vast love to lost mankind. 
4 On this. Lord, enthroned on high, 
With more than royal majesty, 
Thou spreadest forth thine arms abroad. 
And call est all mankind to God. 


5 grant us then to find a place 
Around the footstool of thy grace ; 
And there in humble faith to stay, 
Till all our sins are washed away ! 

6 0, banner of the cross, unfurled 

To shine with glory through the world, 

may we ever cleave to thee, 
And thou shalt our salvation be ! 

IQO s - M - Doddridge. 

Attraction of the Cross. 

BEHOLD th' amazing sight, 
The Saviour lifted high : 
Behold the Son of God's delight 
Expire in agony. 

2 For whom, for whom, my heart, 
"Were all these sorrows borne ? 

Why did he feel that piercing smart, 
And meet that various scorn ? 

3 For love of us he bled, 
And all in torture died : 

'Twas love that bowed his fainting head. 
And oped his gushing side. 

4 I see, and I adore 

In sympathy of love : 

1 feel the strong, attractive power, 

To lift my soul above 

5 Drawn by such cords as these, 
Let all the earth combine, 

With cheerful ardor, to confess 
The energy divine. 

6 In thee our hearts unite, 
Nor share thy griefs alone. 

But from thy cross pursue their flight 
To thy triumphant throne. 


121 L. M. J. Wesley. 

[From the German of Dessler.] 

The Crucifixion. 

EXTENDED on a cursed tree, 
Besmeared wfth dust, and sweat, and blood , 
@ee there, the King of glory see ! 
Sinks, and expires, the Son of God ! 

2 Who, who, my Saviour, this hath done ? 
Who could thy sacred "body wound ? 

No guilt thy spotless heart hath known, 
No guile hath in thy lips been found. 

3 I, — I alone have done the deed ! 
'Tis I thy sacred flesh have torn : 

My sins have caused thee, Lord, to bleed, 
Pointed the nail, and fixed the thorn. 

4 For me, the burden, to sustain 

Too great, on thee, my Lord, was laid : 
To heal me, thou hast borne the pain ; 
To bless me, thou a curse wast made. 

5 In the devouring lion's teeth, 
Torn, and forsook of all, I lay : 

Thou sprang' st into the jaws of death, 
From death to save the helpless prey. 

6 My Saviour, how shall I proclaim, 
How pay the mighty debt I owe ? 

Let all I have and all I am, 
Ceaseless to all thy glory show. 

7 Toe much to thee I cannot give ; 
Too much I cannot do for thee : 

Let all thy love, and all thy grief, 
Grav'n on my heart for ever be ! 

8 The meek, the still, the lowly mind, 
may I learn from thee, my God ; 

And love, with softest pity joined. 
For those that trample on thy blood ! 


9 Still let thy tears, thy groans, thy sighs, 
O'erflow my eyes, and heave my breast ; 

Till loose from flesh and earth I rise, 
And ever in thy bosom rest. 

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The Crucifixion. 

BOUND upon th' accursed tree, 
Faint and bleeding, who is He ? 
By the flesh with scourges torn, 
By the crown of twisted thorn, 
By the side so deeply pierced, 
By the baffled, burning thirst, 
By the drooping, death-dewed brow,— - 
Son of man ! 'tis thou ! 'tis thou ! 

2 Bound upon th' accursed tree, 
Bread and awful, who is He? 
By the sun at noon-day pale, 
Shiv'ring rock, and rending veil, 
Eden promised, ere he died, 

To the felon at his side, 

Lord ! our suppliant knees we bow,«-=~ 

Son of God ! 'tis thou ! 'tis thou ! 

3 Bound upon th' accursed tree, 
Sad and dying, who is He ? 

By the last and bitter cry, 
Ghost given up in agony, 
By the lifeless body laid 
In the chamber of the dead, 
Crucified ! we know thee now, — 
Son of man ! 'tis thou ! 'tis thou ! 

4l Bound upon th' accursed tree, 
Dread and awful, who is He ? 
By the spoiled and empty grave- 
By the souls he died to save. 


By the conquest he hath won, 
By the saints before his throne, 
By the rainbow round his brow, — 
Son of God ! 'tis thou ! 'tis thou ! 

123 C. M. S. Wesley, Seh. 

The Crucifixion. 

BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind 
Nailed to the shameful tree ! 
How vast the love that him inclined 

To bleed and die for thee ! 
2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature shakes, 

And earth's strong pillars bend ! 
The temple's veil in sunder breaks, 

The solid marbles rend. 
B 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid ! 

" Receive my soul!" he cries: 
See where he bows his sacred head ! 

He bows his head, and dies ! 
4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, 

And in full glory shine : 
Lamb of God, was ever pain, 

Was ever love, like thine ! 

124 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 
" My Love is crucified." 

OLOVE Divine ! what hast thou done ! 
Th' immortal God hath died for me ! 
The Father's coeternal Son 

Bore all my sins upon the tree ! 
Th' immortal God for me hath died : 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 
2 Behold him, all ye that pass by, 

The bleeding Prince of life and peace ! 
Come, see, ye worms, your Maker die, 

And say, was ever grief like his ? 


Come, feel "with me Ms blood applied : 
My Lord, my Love, is crucified ; — 

8 Is crucified for me and you, 
To bring us rebels back to God: 

Believe, believe the record true, 

Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood; 

Pardon for all flows from his side : 

My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

4 Then let us sit beneath his cross, 
And gladly catch the healing stream j 

All things for him account but loss, 
And give up all our hearts to him; 

Of nothing think or speak beside, 

My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

1£5 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

General redemption. 

WOULD Jesus have the sinner die ? 
Why hangs he then on yonder tree ? 
What means that strange expiring cry ? 
(Sinners, he prays for you and me:) 
"Forgive them, Father, forgive, 
They know not that by me they live !" 

• 2 Jesus, descended from above, 

Our loss of Eden to retrieve, 
Great God of universal love, 

If all the world through thee may live, 
In us a quick'ning Spirit be, 
And witness thou hast died for me. 

3 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb, 

Thee — by thy painful agony, 
Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame, 

Thy cross and passion on the tree, 
Thy precious death and life — I pray, 
Take all, take all my sins away. 


4 let me kiss thy bleeding feet, 

And bathe and wash them with my tears ( 
The story of thy love repeat 

In every drooping sinner's ears-; 
That all may hear the quick'ning sound ; 
Since I, e'en I, have mercy found. 

5 let thy love my heart constrain, 
Thy love for every sinner free ; 

That every fallen son of man 

May taste the grace that found out me : 
That all mankind with me may prove 
Thy sovereign, everlasting love. 

]£6 ^. M. Watts 

Gal. vi. 14. 

WHEN 1 survey the wondrous cross 
On which the Prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 
Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 

All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to his blood. 

3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! 

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet ? 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were a present far too small ; 

Love so amazing, so divine, 
Demands my soul, my life, my all. 

l_^y 7s. Montgomery. 


WHEN on Sinai's top I see 
God descend in majesty, 


To proclaim his holy law, 
All my spirit, sinks with awe. 

2 "When, in ecstasy sublime, 
Tabor's glorious height I climb, . 
In the too transporting light, 
Darkness rushes o'er my sight, 

3 "When on Calvary I rest. 
God, in flesh made manifest, 
Shines in my Redeemer's face, 
Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 

4 Here I would for ever stay, 
Weep and gaze my soul away : 
Thou art heaven on earth to me, 
Lovely, mournful Calvary. 

128 L- M. C. Wesley 

"It is finished." 
jriTES finished! The Messiah dies. 

J_ Cut off for sins, but not his own ! 
Accomplished is the sacrifice, 

The great redeeming work is done. 

2 'Tis finished ! All the debt is paid : 
Justice Divine is satisfied : 

The grand and full atonement made : 
God for a guilty world hath died. 

3 The vail is rent in Christ alone : 
The living way to heaven is seen : 

The middle wall is broken down, 
And all mankind may enter in 

4 The types and figures are fulfilled : 
Exacted is the» legal pain : 

The precious promises are sealed : 
The spotless Lamb of God is slain 

5 Saved from the legal curse I am : 
My Saviour hangs on yonder tree 


See there the meek, expiring Lamb ! 

'Tis finished ! He expires for me. 
6 Death, hell, and sin, are now subdued; 

All grace is now to sinners given ; 
And lo ! I plead th' atoning blood, 

And in thy right I claim thy heaven. 

i Q9 7s. C. Wesley. 

" It is finished." 

SONS of God, triumphant rise, 
Shout th' accomplished sacrifice ! 
Shout your sins in Christ forgiven, 
Sons of God, and heirs of heaven ! 

2 Ye that round our altars throng, 
List'ning angels, join the song : 
Sing with us, ye heavenly powers, 
Pardon, grace, and glory, ours ! 

3 Love's mysterious work is done : 
Greet we now th' atoning Son : 
Healed and quickened by his blood, 
Joined to Christ, and one with God. 

4 Him by faith we taste below, 
Mightier joys ordained to know, 
When his utmost grace we prove, 
Rise to heaven by perfect love. 

130 S. M. C. Weslei 

1 John v. 6. 

THIS, this is he that came, 
By water and by blood! 
Jesus is our atoning Lamb, 

Our sanctifying 'God. 
2 See from his wounded side 
The mingled current flow : 
The water and the blood applied 
Shall wash us white as snow. 


3 The water cannot cleanse, 
Before the blood we feel, 

To purge the guilt of all our sins, 
And our forgiveness seal. 

4 But both in Jesus join, 

Who speaks our sins forgiven, 
And gives the purity divine 

That makes us meet for heaven. 

131 C. M. Cowtbh. 

The fountain. 

THERE is a fountain filled with blood, 
Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
That fountain in his day ; 

And there may I, though vile as he, 
Wash all my sins away. 

3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood 
Shall never lose its power, 

Till all the ransomed Church of God 
Be saved to sin no more. 

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 
Thy flowing wounds supply, 

Redeeming love has been my theme, 
And shall be till I die. 

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
I'll sing thy power to save, 

When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue 
Lies silent in the grave. 

13^ S..M. ' C. Weslbt. 

The fountain. 

CALLED from above, I rise, 
And wash away my sin 


The stream to which' my spirit flies 
Can make the foulest clean. 

2 It runs divinely clear, 

A fountain deep and wide : 
'Twas opened by the soldier's spear 

In my Redeemer's side ! 

3 33 L. M. C. WfiSLBTf. 

The fountain. 

BY faith I to the fountain fly, 
Opened for all mankind and me, 
To purge my sins of deepest dye, 
My life and heart's impurity. 

2 From Christ, the smitten rock, it flows 
The purple and the crystal stream 

Pardon and holiness bestows ; 

And both I gain through faith in him 

134 7,7,7,7,7,7. 

Rock of ages. 

ROCK of ages, cleft for me, 
i Let me hide myself in thee : 
Let the water and the blood, 
From thy wounded side which flowed, 
Be of sin the double cure. 
Save from wrath and make me pure. 

2 Could my tears for ever flow, 
Could my zeal no languor know, 
These for sin could not atone ; 
Thou must save, and thou alone : 
In my hand no price I bring, 
Simply to thy cross I cling. 

3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyes shall close in death, 


When I rise to -worlds unknown, 
And behold thee on thy throne, 
Rock of ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in thee. 

335 S. M. Watts 

Atoning sacrifice. 

NOT all the blood of beasts, 
On Jewish altars slain, 
Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
Or wash away the stain. 

2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 
Takes all our sins away; 

A sacrifice of nobler name, 
And richer blood than they. 

3 My faith would lay her hand 
On that dear head of thine, — 

While like a penitent I stand, 
And there confess my sin. 

136 L. M. C. Wesley 

Isaiah xlii. 6, 7. 

ADAM, descended from above, 
Saviour and Head of all mankind, 
The cov'nant of redeeming love 
In thee let every sinner find. 

2 Thee, the paternal grace Divine 
A universal blessing gave ; 

A light in every heart to shine ; 
A Saviour, — every soul to save. 

3 Light of the Gentile world, appear, 
Command the blind thy rays to see : 

Our darkness chase, our sorrows cheer. 
And set the plaintive pris'ner free. 


4 Me, me who still in darkness sit, 

Shut up in sin and unbelief, 
Deliver from this gloomy pit, 

This dungeon of despairing grief. 

6 Open mine eyes, the Lamb to know 
Who bears the gen'ral sin away ; 

And to my ransomed spirit show 
The glories of eternal day. 

137 6,6,6,6,8,8. Cow»er. 

The great Antitype. 

ISRAEL, in ancient days, 
Not only had a view 
Of Sinai in a blaze, 

But learned the gospel too : 
The types and figures were a glass 
In which they saw the Saviour's face 

2 The paschal sacrifice, 

And blood-besprinkled door, — 
Seen with enlightened eyes, 

And once applied with power,— 
Would teach the need of other blood 
To reconcile the world to God. 

3 The lamb, the dove, set forth 
His perfect innocence, 

Whose blood of matchless worth 
Should be the soul's defence ; 
For he who can for sin atone 
Must have no failings of his own. 

4 The scape-goat on his head 
The people's trespass bore ; 

And to the desert led, 
Was to be seen no more : 
In him our Surety seemed to say, 
" Behold, I bear your sins away." 


5 Dipped in his fellow's blooi, 
The living bird went free : 

The type, well understood, 
Expressed the sinner's plea — 
Described a guilty soul enlarged, 
And, by a Saviour's death, discharged. 

6 Jesus, I love to trace, 
Throughout the sacred page; 

The footsteps of thy grace, 
The same in every age ! 
grant that I may faithful be 
To clearer light vouchsafed to me ! 

]_38 I<- M. C. Wesley 

The great Antitype. 

OTHOU whose off'ring on the tree 
The legal off'rings all foreshowed, 
Borrowed their whole effect from thee, 
And drew their virtue from thy blood* 

2 The blood of goats and bullocks slain 

Could never for one sin atone : 
To purge the guilty off'rer's stain, 

Thine was the work, and thine alone. 

$ Vain in themselves their duties were, 
Their services could never please, 

Till joined with thine, and made to share 
The merits of thy righteousness. 

4 Forward they cast a faithful look 
On thy approaching sacrifice ; 

And thence their pleasing savor took, 
And rose accepted in the skies. 

5 Those feeble types and shadows old 
Are all in thee, the Truth, fulfilled : 

We in thy sacrifice behold 

The substance of those rites revealed. 


6 Thy meritorious suff'rings past, 
We see, by faith, to us brought back ; 

And on thy grand oblation cast, 
Its saving benefits partake. 

139 C. M. S. Wesley, Jr. 
Resurrection of Christ. 

THE Lord of Sabbath let us praise, 
In concert with the blest, 
Who, joyful, in harmonious lays 
Employ an endless rest. 

2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, 
We blest and pious grow ; 

By hymns of praise we learn to be 
Triumphant here below. 

3 On this glad day a brighter scene 
Of glory was displayed, 

By God, th' eternal Word, than when 
This universe was made. 

4 He rises, who mankind has bought 
With grief and pain extreme : 

'Twas great to speak the world from naught ; 
'Twas greater to redeem. 

140 C. M. S. Wesley, Jr. 

THE Sun of righteousness appears. 
To set in blood no more : 
Adore the Scatt'rer of your fears, 
Your rising Sun adore. 

2 The saints, when he resigned his breath, 

Unclosed their sleeping eyes: 
He breaks again the bands of death, 

Again the dead arise. 


3 Alone the dreadful race he ran, 
Alone the wine-press trod : 

He dies and suffers as a man, 
He rises as a God. 

4 In vain the stone, the watch, the sea^ 
Forbid an early rise 

To him who breaks the gates of hell^ 
And opens paradise. 

141 6,6,6,6,8,8. Doddbiihje. 


YES ! the Eedeemer rose, 
The Saviour left the dead ; 
And o'er our hellish foes 

High raised his conqu'ring head: 
In wild dismay, The guards around 
Fall to the ground, And sink away, 

2 Lo ! the angelic bands 
In full assembly meet, 

To wait his high commands, 
And worship at his feet : 
Joyful they come, And wing their way, 
From realms of day, To Jesus' tomb. 

3 Then back to heaven they fly, 
The joyful news to bear : 

Hark ! as they soar on high, 
What music fills the air ! 
Their anthems say, "Jesus who bled 
Hath left the dead: He rose to-day." 

4 Ye mortals, catch the sound, 
Redeemed by Him from hell ; 

And send the echo round 

The globe on which you dwell : 
Transported cry, "Jesus, who bled, 
Hath left the dead, No more to die." 


5 All hail, triumphant Lord, 

Who sav'st us with thy blood ! 
Wide be thy name adored, 
Thou rising, reigning God : 
With thee we rise, With thee we reign, 
And empires gain, Beyond the skies. 

142 S. M. Kelly 

" rpHE Lord is risen indeed :" 
_!_ He lives to die no more : 
He lives the sinner's cause to plead, 
Whose curse and shame he bore. 

2 " The Lord is risen indeed:" 
Then hell has lost his prey ; 

With him has risen the ransomed seed, 
To reign in endless day. 

3 " The Lord is risen indeed:" 
Attending angels hear, — 

Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, 
The joyful tidings bear. 

4 Then wake your golden lyres, 
And strike each cheerful chord ; 

Join, all ye bright, celestial choirs, 
To sing our risen Lord. 

143 P- M. Doddridge 
He is risen. 

r humble souls, that seek the Lord, 
Chase all your fears away ; 
And bow with pleasure down to see 
The place where Jesus lay. 

2 Thus low the Lord of life was brought ; 

Such wonders love can do : 
Thus cold in death that bosom lay 

Which throbbed and bled for you. 


3 But raise your eyes, and tune your songs : 
The Saviour lives again : 

$ot all the bolts and bars of death 
The Conqu'ror could detain. 

4 High o'er th' angelic bands he rears 
His once dishonored head ; 

And through unnumbered years he reigns., 
"Who dwelt among the dead. 

5 With joy like his shall every saint 
His empty tomb survey ; 

Then rise with his ascending Lord, 
Through all his shining way. 

144 L. M. C. WESLEf. 

Col. iii. 1-4. 

~V7~E faithful souls, who Jesus know, 
X If risen indeed with him ye are, 
Superior to the joys below, 

His resurrection's power declare. 

2 Your faith by holy tempers prove, 
By actions show your sins forgiven ! 

And seek the glorious things above, 

And follow Christ, your Head, to heavea 

3 There your exalted Saviour see, 
Seated at God's right hand again, 

In all his Father's majesty, 
In everlasting pomp, to reign. 

4 To him continually aspire, 
Contending for your native place , 

And emulate the angel-choir, 
And only live to love and praise. 

5 For who by faith your Lord receive, 
Ye nothing seek or want beside : 

Dead to the world and sin ye live : 
Your creature-love is crucified. 


6 Your real life, -with Christ concealed, 

Deep in the Father's bosom lies ; 
And, glorious as your Head revealed, 

Ye soon shall meet him in the skies. 

145 L. M. Watts. 
Dying, rising, reigning 

HE dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 
Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; 
A solemn darkness veils the skies ; 

A sudden trembling shakes the ground : 
Come, saints, and drop a tear or two 

For him who groaned beneath your load : 
He shed a thousand drops for you, 
A thousand drops of richer blood. 

2 Here 's love and grief beyond degree : 

The Lord of glory dies for man ! 
But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! 

Jesus, the dead, revives again ! 
The rising God forsakes the tomb ; 

Up to his Father's courts he flies ; 
Cherubic legions guard him home, 

And shout him welcome to the skies ! 

8 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 

How high your great Delfvrer reigns : 
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, 

And led the monster death in chains ! 
Say, " Live for ever, wondrous King! 

Born to redeem, and strong to save !" 
fhen ask the monster, "Where's thy sting?" 

And, "Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave? 

146 7s. C. Wesley. 

"Alive for evermore" 

(CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day ! 
J Sons of men and angels say 1 


Raise your joys and triumphs high ! 
Sing, ye heavens — thou earth, reply. 

2 Love's redeeming work is done, — 
Fought the fight, the battle won : 
Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er; 

Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 

3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal- 
Christ hath burst the gates of hell : 
Death in vain forbids his rise : 

Christ hath opened Paradise. 

4 Lives again our glorious King ! 
"Where, death! is now thy sting?" 
Once he died our souls to save : 
"Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?" 

5 Soar we now where Christ has led, 
Foll'wing our exalted Head : 

Made like him, like him we rise — 
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 

147 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Psalm xxiv. 7-10. 

OUR Lord is risen from the dead ; 
Our Jesus is gone up on high ! 
The powers of hell are captive led, 

Dragged to the portals of the sky. 
There his triumphal chariot waits, 

And angels chant the solemn lay : 
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, 
Ye everlasting doors, give way. 

2 Loose all your bars of massy light, 
And wide unfold th' ethereal scene : 

He claims these mansions as his right- - 
Receive the King of glory in. 

Who is the King of glory ? Who ? 
The Lord that all our foes o'ercame, 


The world, sin, death, and hell, overthrew — 

And Jesus is the conqu'ror's name. 
3 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, 

And angels chant the solemn lay : 
Lift up your Leads, ye heavenly gates, 

Ye everlasting doors, give way. 
Who is the King of glory ? "Who ? 

The Lord, of glorious power possessed : 
The King of saints and angels too, 

God over all for ever blessed. 

148 7s. C. Wesley. 

The Ascension. 

HAIL the day that sees Him rise, 
Ravished from our wishful eyes ! 
Christ, awhile to mortals given, 
Re'ascends his native heaven. 

2 There the pompous triumph waits : 
" Lift your heads, eternal gates ; 
Wide unfold the radiant scene ; 
Take the King of glory in !" 

3 Circled round with angel powers, 
Their triumphant Lord, and ours, 
Conqu'ror over death and sin : 
Take the King of glory in ! 

4 Him though highest heaven receives, 
Still he loves the earth he leaves : 
Though returning to his throne, 

Still he calls mankind his own. 

5 See, he lifts his hands above ! 
See, he shows the prints of love I 
Hark, his gracious lips bestow 
Blessings on his Church below ! 

6 Ever upward let us move, 
Wafted on the wings of love: 


Looking when thou, Lord, shalt come, 
Longing, gasping after home. 
7 There we shall with thee remain, 
Partners of thy endless reign : 
There thy face unclouded see, 
Find our heaven of heavens in thee. 

149 L. M. Watt* 
Psalm lxviii. 17, 18. 

LORD, when thou didst ascend on high, 
Ten thousand angels filled the sky : 
Those heavenly guards around th^ee wait, 
Like chariots that attend thy state. 

2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear 
More glorious, when the Lord was there 
While he pronounced his dreadful law, 
And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 

3 How bright the triumph none can tell, 
When the rebellious powers of hell, 
That thousand souls had captives made, 
Were all in chains, like captives, led. 

4 Raised by his Father to the throne, 
He sent the promised Spirit down, 
With gifts and grace for rebel men, 
That God might dwell on earth again. 

150 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 
Priesthood of Christ. 

OTHOU eternal Victim, slain, 
A sacrifice for guilty man, 
By the eternal Spirit made 
An off'ring in the sinner's stead : 
Our everlasting Priest art thou, 
And plead'st thy death for sinners now : 
2 Thy off'ring still continues new : 
Thy vesture keeps its bloody hue : 


Thou stand' st the ever-slaughtered Lamb : 
Thy priesthood still remains the same : 
Thy years, God, can never fail : 
Thy goodness is unchangeable. 

3 that our faith may never move, 
But stand unshaken as thy love : 
Sure evidence of things unseen, 
Now let it pass the years between, 
And view thee bleeding on the tree, 
My God, who dies for me, for me ! 

1.51 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

Priesthood of Christ. 

ENTERED the holy place above, 
Covered with meritorious scars, 
The tokens of his dying love 

Our great High Priest in glory bears : 
He pleads his passion on the tree, 
He shows himself to God for me. • 

2 Before the throne my Saviour stands, 
My Friend and Advocate appears : 

My name is graven on his hands, 

And him the Father always hears : 
While low at Jesus' cross I bow, 
He hears the blood of sprinkling now. 

3 This instant now I may receive 
The answer of his powerful prayer : 

This instant now by him I live, 

His prevalence with God declare ; 
And soon my spirit, in his hands, 
Shall stand where my Forerunner stands. 

!_52 G. M. Doddridge 

Priesthood of Christ. 

NOW let our cheerful eyes survey 
Our great High Priest above ; 


And celebrate his constant care, 
And sympathetic love. 

2 Though raised to a superior throne, 
Where angels bow around, 

And high o'er all the shining train, 
With matchless honors crowned, — 

3 The names of all his saints he bears, 
Deep graven on his heart ; 

Nor shall the meanest Christian say 
That he hath lost his part. 

4 Those characters shall fair abide, 
Our everlasting trust, 

When gems, and monuments, and crowns, 
Are mouldered down to dust. 

153 CM. Watts. 

Heb. iv. 14-16. 
TTTTTH joy we meditate the grace 

VV Of our High Priest above : 
His heart is made of tenderness, 
His bowels melt with love. 

2 Touched with a sympathy within, 
He knows our feeble frame : 

He knows what sore temptations mean, 
For he hath felt the same. 

3 He in the days of feeble flesh 
Poured out strong cries and tears ; 

And in his measure feels afresh 
What every member bears. 

4 He'll never quench the smoking flax, 
But raise it to a flame : 

The bruised reed he never breaks, 
Nor scorns the meanest name. 

5 Then let our humble faith address 
His mercy and his power: 

We shall obtain deliv'ring grace 
In the distressing hour. 


154: 8,7. Bakewell. 

Priesthood of Christ. 

HAIL, thou once despised Jesus ! 
Hail, thou Galilean King ! 
Thou didst suffer to release us ; 

Thou didst free salvation bring. 
Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, 

Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
By thy merits we find favor : 
Life is given through thy name. 

2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
All our sins on thee were laid ; 

By almighty love anointed, 

Thou hast full atonement made : 

All thy people are forgiven, 

Through the virtue of thy blood ; 

Opened is the gate of heave-n ; 

Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 

3 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, 
There for ever to abide ! 

All the heavenly hosts adore thee, 

Seated at thy Father's side : 
There for sinners thou art pleading, 

There thou dost our place prepare ; 
Ever for us interceding, 

Till in glory we appear. 

4 Worship, honor, power, and blessing, 
Thou art worthy to receive : 

Loudest praises, without ceasing, 

Meet it is for us to give : 
Help, ye bright angelic spirits, 

Bring your sweetest, noblest lays : 
Help to sing our Saviour's merits ; 

Help to chant Immanuel's praise. 


155 C. M. PERRONEt. 

Coronation of Christ. 

LL hail the power of Jesus' name ! 
Let angels prostrate fall: 
Bring forth the royal diadem, 

A 1 

And crown him Lord of all. 

2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, — 
A remnant weak and small, — 

Hail him, who saves you by his grace, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget 
The wormwood and the gall : 

Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

4 Let every kindred, every tribe 
On this terrestrial ball, 

To him all majesty ascribe, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

5 that, with yonder sacred throng, 
We at his feet may fall ! 

We'll join the everlasting song, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

1.56 ^ s Grant. 

Psalm ii. 

WHEREFORE do the nations wage 
War against the King of kings ? 
Whence the people's maddening rage, 
Fraught with vain imaginings ? 

2 Haughty chiefs, and rulers proud, 

Forth in banded fury run, 
Braving with defiance loud 

God and his anointed Son: 


3 " Let us break their bonds in twain t 
Let us cast their cords away !" — 

But the Highest with disdain 
Sees and mocks their vain array. 

4 " High on Zion I prepare," 
Thus he speaks, "a regal throne; 

Thou, my Prince, my chosen heir, 
Rise to claim it as thine own !" 

5 " Son of God, with God the same, 
Enter thine imperial dome ! 

Lo ! the shaking heavens proclaim, 
Mightiest Lord, thy kingdom come ! 

6 " Pomp or state dost thou demand ? 
In thy Father's glory shine ! 

Dost thou ask for high command ? 
Lo ! the universe is thine !" 

7 Ye who spurn his righteous sway, 
Yet, ah yet, he spares your breath • 

Yet his hand, averse to slay, 
Balances the bolt of death. 

8 Ere that dreadful bolt descends, 
Haste before his feet to fall, 

Kiss the sceptre he extends, 
And adore him, Lord of all ! 

157 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wbslei 

Psalm xlvii. 5-9. 

("1 OD is gone up on high 
X With a triumphant noise ; 
» The clarions of the sky 

Proclaim th' angelic joys ! 
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; 
Glory ascribe to glory's King. 
2 God in the flesh below, 
For us he reigns above ; 


Let all the nations know 
Our Jesus' conqu'ring love ! 
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; 
Glory ascribe to glory's King. 

3 All power to our great Lord 
Is by the Father given ; 

By angel-hosts adored, 

He reigns supreme in heaven : 
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; 
Glory ascribe to glory's King. 

4 Till all the earth, renewed 
In righteousness divine, 

With all the hosts of God 
In one great chorus join, 
Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; 
Glory ascribe to glory's King. 

158 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesley. 

The Reign of Christ. 

EEJOICE, the Lord is King, 
Your Lord and King adore : 
Mortals, give thanks, and sing, 
And triumph evermore : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, 
The God of truth and love . 

When he had purged our stains, 
He took his seat above : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
Kejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

3 His kingdom cannot fail, 

He rules o'er earth and heaven , 
The keys of death and hell 
Are to our Jesus given : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voicet, 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice, 


4 He sits at God's right hand 
Till all his foes submit, 

And bow to his command, 
And fall beneath his feet : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
Eejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

5 He all his foes shall quell, 
Shall all our sins destroy ; 

And every bosom swell 
With pure seraphic joy : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

6 Rejoice in glorious hope, 
Jesus the Judge shall come, 

And take his servants up 
To their eternal home : 
We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice, 
The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice! 

159 C. M. C. Wesley. 

His regal state. 
T) E JOICE and sing, The Lord is King, 
Xv And make a cheerful noise : 
To God your ceaseless praises bring, 
Again I say, Rejoice! 

2 The great I AM ! — From heaven he came, 
To make that heaven our own : 

Bow every knee to Jesus' name, 
And kiss th' incarnate Son. 

3 The Son of God Poured out his blood 
And soul in sacrifice : 

Plunge all in that mysterious flood 
That bears you to the skies. 

4 The Victim slain Arose again, 
Returning from the dead : 

Ye saints, essay your choicest strain, 
And shout your living Head. 


5 His glorious reign He shall maintain ; — 
Your crowns from him receive ; 

And live, redeemed from death and pain, 
As long as God shall live. 

160 C. M. Beddome. 
'■'•Let all the angels of God worship Mm" 

HOW great the wisdom, power, and graoe 
Which in redemption shine ! 
The heavenly host with joy confess 
The work is all Divine. 

2 Before his feet they cast their crowns, — 
Those crowns which Jesus gave, — 

And, with ten thousand thousand tongues, 
Proclaim his power to save. 

3 They tell the triumphs of his cross, 
The suff'rings which he bore, — 

How low he stooped, how high he rose, 
And rose to stoop no more. 

4 let them still their voices raise, 
And still their songs renew : 

Salvation well deserves the praise 
Of men and angels too ! 

161 6,6,6,6,8,8. Doddridge. 
"Seen of angels." 

OYE immortal throng 
Of angels round the throne, 
Join with our feeble song, 
To make the Saviour known : 
On earth ye knew His wondrous grace \ 
His beauteous face In heaven ye view. 

2 Ye saw the heaven-born child 

In human flesh arrayed, 
Benevolent and mild, 

While in the manger laid ; 


And praise to God, And peace on earth, 
For such a birth, Proclaimed aloud. 

3 Ye, in the wilderness, 
Beheld the tempter spoiled, — 

Well known in every dress, 
In every combat foiled ; 
And joyed to crown The Victor's head, 
When Satan fled Before his frown. 

4 Around the bloody tree 

Ye pressed with strong desire, 
That wondrous sight to see, — 

The Lord of life expire ; 
And could your eyes Have known a tear, 
Had dropped it there In sad surprise. 

5 Around his sacred tomb 
A willing watch ye keep, 

Till the blest moment come 
To rouse him from his sleep ; 
Then rolled the stone, And all adored 
Your rising Lord, With joy unknown. 

6 When all arrayed in light 
The shining Conqu'ror rode, 

Ye hailed his rapt'rous flight 
Up to the throne of God ; 
And waved around Your golden wings, 
And struck your strings Of sweetest sound. 

7 The warbling notes pursue, 
And louder anthems raise ; 

While mortals sing with you 
Their own Redeemer's praise ; 
And thou, my heart, With equal flame, 
And joy the same, Perform thy part. 

162 8,8,8,8,8,8. C Wbsle* 

"Seen of angels." 

ANGELS rejoice in Jesus' grace, 
. And vie with man's more favored race . 


The blood that did for us atone 
Conferred on you some gift unknown : 
Your joy through Jesus' pains abounds, 
Ye triumph by his glorious wounds. 

2 Him ye beheld, our conqu'ring God, 
Returned with garments rolled in blood ! 
Ye saw, and kindled at the sight, 

And filled with shouts the realms of light ; 

With loudest hallelujahs met, 

And fell, and kissed his bleeding feet 

3 Ye saw him in ihe courts above 
With all his recent prints of love — 

The wounds ! — the blood ! ye heard its voice 
That heightened all your highest joys ; 
Ye felt it sprinkled through the skies, 
And shared that better sacrifice. 

4 Not angel tongues can e'er express 
Th' unutterable happiness ; 

Nor human hearts can e'er conceive 
The bliss wherein through Christ ye live ; 
But all your heaven, ye glorious powers, 
And all your God, is doubly ours ! 

L63 S. M. C. Weslez 

Jacob's Ladder. 

WHAT doth the Ladder mean 
Sent down from the Most High ! 
Fastened to earth, its foot is seen, 
Its summit to the sky. 

2 Lo ! up and down the scale 
The angels swiftly move ; 

And God, the great Invisible; 
Himself appears above ! 

3 Jesus that Ladder is, 
Th' Incarnate Deity, 


Partaker of celestial bliss, 

And human misery. 
4 Sent from his high abode, 

To sleeping mortals given, 
He stands, and man unites to God, 

And earth connects with heaven. 

) 04 S. M. C. Weslkt. 


LET Jacob's favored race 
The wondrous scale approve, 
Through which alone we have access 

To that bright throne above. 
2 The foot on earth is fixed : 

He in our nature dwells ; 
Sinners and God he stands betwixt, 

And God to man reveals. 
'6 The top our faith adores, 

The top transcends our sight ; 
Above all earthly things it soars, 

And all created height. 
4 His glorious majesty 

Our heavenly Lord maintains : 
As God, he dwells above the sky, 

As God, for ever reigns. 

1(35 S. M C. Wesley. 


PURSUE the mystery ! 
The duteous angel-train 
Ascending and descending see 

Upon the Son of man ! 
2 The ministerial host 

Their heavenly Lord attend ; 
And us, who in his mercy trust. 
He bids his guards defend. 


3 Through Christ, our living Way, 
Sent from above they come, 

Our spirits safely to convey 
To our eternal home. 

4 They "watch each glorious heir, 
And, when from flesh released, 

Up to our Father's throne they bear. 
And lodge us in his breast. 

166 S. M. C. Wesley. 


EEDEEMEK, of mankind, 
Who on thy name rely, 
A constant intercourse we find 
Opened 'twixt earth and sky. 

2 Mercy, and grace, and peace, 
Descend through thee alone ; 

And thou dost all our services 
Present before the throne. 

3 On us thy Father's Iot e 
Is for thy sake bestowed: 

Thou art our Advocate above, 
Thou art our way to God : 

4 Our way to God we trace, 

And through thy name forgiven, 
From step to step, from grace to grace, 
On thee we climb to heaven, 

167 8,7,8,7,4,7. C. Wesley. 
Second Advent. 

LO ! He comes, with clouds descending, 
Once for favored sinners slain ! 
Thousand thousand saints attending, 
Swell the triumnh of his train ! 

God appears on earth to reign. 


2 Every eye shall now behold him 

Robed in dreadful majesty : 
Those who set at naught and sold him, 

Pierced and nailed him to the tree, 
Deeply wailing, 

Shall the true Messiah see. 
£ The dear tokens of his passion 

Still his dazzling body bears ; 
Cause of endless exultation 

To his ransomed worshippers : 
With what rapture 

Gaze we on these glorious scars ! 
4 Yea, Amen ! let all adore thee, 

High on thy eternal throne ! 
Saviour, take the power and glory, 

Claim the kingdom for thine own ! 
Jah ! Jehovah ! 

Everlasting God, come down ! 

],(38 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Rev. xi. 15. 

HE comes ! he comes ! the Judge severe ! 
The seventh trumpet speaks him near : 
His lightnings flash, his thunders roll ; 
How welcome to the faithful soul ! 

2 From heaven angelic voices sound : 
See the almighty Jesus crowned ! 
Girt with omnipotence and grace, 
And glory decks the Saviour's face 

3 Descending on his azure throne, 
He claims the kingdoms for his own : 
The kingdoms all obey his word, 
And hail him their triumphant Lord ! 

4 Shout, all the people of the sky, 
And all the saints of the Most High : 
Our Lord, who now his right obtains, 
For ever and for ever reigns 

J ] 


169 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Wesley. 

1 Thess. iv. 16-18. 

"ESUS, faithful to his word, 
Shall with a shout descend : 
All heaven's host their glorious Lord 

Shall pompously attend. 
Christ shall come with dreadful noise, 

Lightnings swift, and thunders loud , 
With the great archangel's voice, 

And with the trump of God. 

2 First the dead in Christ shall rise; 
Then we that yet remain 

Shall be caught up to the skies, 

And see our Lord again. 
We shall meet him in the air ; 

All rapt up to heaven shall be : 
Find, and love, and praise him theret 

To all eternity. 

3 Who can tell the happiness 
This glorious hope affords? 

Joy unuttered we possess 

In these reviving words : 
Happy while on earth we breathe ; 

Mightier bliss ordained to know ; 
Trampling down sin, hell, and death, 

To the third heaven we go. 

I 70 6,6,6,6,8,8. Watt 

Various offices of Christ. 

JOIN all the glorious names 
Of wisdom, love, and power, 
That ever mortals knew, 
That angels ever bore : 
All are too mean to speak his worth, 
Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 


2 But ! what gentle terms, 
What condescending ways, 
Doth our Redeemer use 

To teach his heavenly grace ! 
Mine eyes with joy and wonder see 
What forms of love he bears for me. 
8 Arrayed in mortal flesh, 

The Covenant- Angel stands, 
And holds the promises 
And pardons in his hands : 
Commissioned from his Father's throne 
To make his grace to mortals known. 

4 Great Prophet of my God, 

My tongue would bless thy name : 
By thee the joyful news 

Of our salvation came, — 
The joyful news of sins forgiven, 
Of hell subdued, and peace with Heaven, 

5 Be thou my Counsellor, 
My Pattern and my Guide ; 

And through this desert land 
Still keep me near thy side : 
let my feet ne'er run astray, 
Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way. 

6 I love-my Shepherd's voice: 
His watchful eyes shall keep 

My wand'riug soul among 
The thousands of his sheep : 
He feeds his flock, he calls their namee. 
His bosom bears the tender lambs. 

171 6,6,6,6,8,8 Watts. 


JESUS, my great High Priest, 
Offered his blood and died : 
My guilty conscience seeks 
No sacrifice beside : 


Sis powerful blood did once atone, 
\nd now it pleads before the throne. 

2 My Advocate appears 
For my defence on high : 

The Father bows his ears, 
And lays his thunder by : 
Not all that eai'th or hell can say 
Shall turn his heart, his love away. 

3 thou almighty Lord, 

My Conqueror and my King, 
Ttiy sceptre, and thy sword, 

Thy reigning grace, I sing : 
Thine is the power : behold I sit 
In willing bonds beneath thy feet. 

4 Now let my soul arise, 

And tread the tempter down ; 
My Captain leads me forth 

To conquest and a crown : 
A feeble saint shall win the day, 
Though death and hell obstruct the way. 

5 Should all the hosts of death, 
And powers of hell unknown, 

Put their most dreadful forms 
Of rage and mischief on, 
L shall be safe, for Christ displays 
Superior power, and guardian grace. 

(V £ S. M. C. Wesley. 

Various offices. 

THOU very paschal Lamb, 
Whose blood for us was shed. 
Through whom we out of Egypt came, 
Thy ransomed people lead. 

2 Angel of gospel grace 
Fulfil thy character : 


• To guard and feed the chosen rac«, 
In Israel's camp appear. 

3 Throughout the desert way, 
Conduct us by thy light : 

Be thou a cooling cloud by day, 
A cheering fire by night. 

4 Our fainting souls sustain 
"With blessings from above ; 

And ever on thy people rain 
The manna of thy love. 

1 ff$ 7s. C. Weslb\ 

Brazen serpent. 

THAT I could look to thee, 

Jesus, lifted up for me, 
Me, a wounded Israelite, 
Me, expiring in thy sight ! 

2 Guilt, the serpent's sting, I feel, 
Anguish inconceivable, 
Bleeding, gasping on the ground, 
Dying of the pois'nous wound. 

3 But, with a believing eye, 
If I can my Lord espy, 
Hanging on the sacred pole, 
I, e'en I, shall be made whole. 

4 Give me now to find thee near, 
Now as crucified appear : 
Life is through thy wounds alone ; 
Mine to heal, display thy own. 

174 C. M. Watts. 

John iii. 14, 15. 
10 did the Hebrew prophet raise 
The brazen serpent high : 
The wounded felt immediate ease, 
The camp forbore to die. 



2 "Look upward in the dying-hour, 
And live !" the prophet cries ! 

But Christ performs a nobler cure, 
"When faith lifts up her eyes. 

3 High on the cross the Saviour hung ! 
High in the heavens he reigns ! 

Here sinners, by th' old serpent stung. 
Look, and forget their pains. 

4 When God's own Son is lifted up, 
A dying world revives : 

The Jew beholds the glorious hope, 
Th' expiring G-entile lives. 

3_7'5 L. M. Doddridge 

• 1 Cor. i. 30, 31. 
TT^HEN gloomy shades my soul o'erspread, 
V V " Let there be light," th' Almighty said : 
And Christ, my Sun, his beams displays, * 
And scatters round celestial rays. 

2 Condemned, a criminal I stood, 
And awful justice asked my blood : 
That welcome Saviour from thy throne 
Brought righteousness and pardon down. 

3 My soul was all o'erspread with sin, 
And lo, his grace hath made me clean : 
He rescues from th' infernal foe, 

Aud full redemption will bestow. 
i Ye saints, assist my grateful tongue , 
Ye angels, warble back my song ; 
For love like this demands the praise 
Of heavenly harps and endless days. 

176 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

"All in all:' 

THOU hidden Source of calm repose, 
Thou all-sufficient Love Divine, 


My help and refuge from my foes, 

Secure I am if thou art mine ! 
And lo ! from sin, and grief, and shame, 

1 hide me, Jesus, in thy name. 

2 Thy mighty name salvation is, 
And keeps my happy soul above : 

Comfort it brings, and power, and peace. 

And joy, and everlasting love: 
To me, with thy great name, are given 
Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 

3 Jesus, my All in all thou art ; 
My rest in toil ; my ease in pain ; 

The med'cine of my broken heart ; 

In war, my peace ; in loss, my gain ; 
My smile beneath the tyrant's frown ; 
In shame, my glory and- my crown; 

4 In want, my plentiful supply ; 

In weakness, my almighty power ; 
In bonds, my perfect liberty ; 

My light, in Satan's darkest hour ; 
In grief, my joy unspeakable ; 
My life in death — my All in all. 

} 77 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesle*. 

The Saviour's praise. 

LET earth and heaven agree, 
Angels and men be joined, 
To celebrate with me 

The Saviour of mankind ; 
T' adore the all-atoning Lamb, 
And bless the sound of Jesus' name. 
2 Jesus ! transporting sound ! 

The joy of earth and heaven: 
No other help is found, 
No other name is given, 
By which we can salvation have; 
But Jesus came the world to save 


3 Jesus ! harmonious name ! 
It charms the hosts above ; 

They evermore proclaim, 
And wonder at his love ! 
'Tis all their happiness to gaze, 
'Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face. 

4 His name the sinner hears, 
And is from sin set free ; 

'Tis music in his ears ; 
'Tis life and victory: 
New songs do now his lips employ, 
And dances his glad heart for joy. 

5 Stung by the scorpion, sin, 
My poor expiring soul 

The balmy sound drinks in, 
And is at once made whole : 
See there my Lord upon the tree ! 
I hear, I feel he died for me. 

6 unexampled love ! 

all-redeeming grace ! 
How swiftly didst thou move 

To save a fallen race ! 
What shall I do to make it known 
What thou for all mankind hast done ? 

7 for a trumpet voice, 
On all the world to call ! 

To bid their hearts rejoice 
In Him who died for all ! 
For all my Lord was crucified ; 
For all, for all my Saviour died. 

178 8,7. Robinson. 

Praise to the Redeemer. 

MIGHTY God, while angels bless thee, 
May a mortal lisp thy name ? 


Lord of men, as well as angels, 
Thou art every creature's theme. 

2 Lord of every land and nation, 
Ancient, of eternal days ! 

Sounded through the wide creation 
Be thy just and lawful praise. 

3 For the grandeur of thy nature — 
Grand beyond a seraph's thought — 

For created works of power, 

Works with skill and kindness wrought : 

4 For thy providence that governs 
Through thine empire's wide domain ; 

Wings an angel — guides a sparrow — 
Blessed be thy gentle reign. 

5 But thy rich, thy free redemption, 
Dark through brightness all along ! 

Thought is poor, and poor expression : 
Who dare sing that awful song ? 

6 Brightness of the Father's glory, 
Shall thy praise unuttered lie ? 

Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence ! 
Sing the Lord who came to die. 

7 Did archangels sing thy coming? 
Did the shepherds learn their lays ? 

Shame would cover me, ungrateful, 
Should my tongue refuse to praise. 

8 From the highest throne in glory, 
To the cross of deepest woe — 

All to ransom guilty captives! 
Flow, my praise, for ever flow. 

9 Go, return, immortal Saviour; 
Leave thy footstool, take thy throne; 

Thence return, and reign for ever : 
Be the kingdom all thine own. 


179 7,7,8,7. C. Wesley. 

Praise to Jesus. 

JESUS, take all the glory : 
Thy meritorious passion 
The pardon bought, Thy mercy brought 

To us the great salvation. 
Thee gladly we acknowledge 

Our only Lord and Saviour, 
Thy name confess, Thy goodness bless, 
And triumph in thy favor. 

2 With angels and archangels 

We prostrate fall before thee ; 
Again we raise Our souls in praise, 

And thankfully adore thee : 
Honor, and power, and blessing. 

To thee be ever given. 
By all who know Thy love below, 

And all our friends in heaven. 

180 S. M. Watts 
Psalm xlv. 1-7. 

MY Saviour and my King. 
Thy beauties are divine 
Thy lips with blessings overflow, 
And every grace is thine. 

2 Now make thy glories known. 

Gird on thy dreadful sword, 
And ride in majesty, to spread 

The coiiquests of thy word. 

8 Strike through thy stubborn foes, 

Or melt their hearts t' obey : 
While justice, meekness, grace, and truth 

Attend thy glorious way. 


4 Thy laws, God, are right, 
Thy throne shall ever stand ; 

And thy victorious gospel proves 
A sceptre in thy hand. 

5 Thy Father and thy God 
Hath, "without measure, shed 

His Spirit, like a joyful oil, 
T' anoint thy sacred head. 

181 L. M. Watts. 

Rev. i. 5, 6. 
ATOW to the Lord, who makes us know 
J\| The wonders of his dying love, 
Be humble honors paid below, 

And strains of nobler praise above. 

2 'Twas he who cleansed our foulest sins, 
And washed us in his richest blood : 

'Tis he who makes us priests and kings, 
And brings us rebels near to God. 

3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, 
To Jesus, our superior King, 

Be everlasting power confessed — 
Let every tongue his glory sing. 

182 C. M. Watts. 
Rev. v. 6-10. 

BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb 
Amidst his Father's throne ! 
Prepare new honors for his name, 

And songs, before unknown. 
2 Let elders worship at his feel, 

The Church adore around ; 
Witfi vials full of odors sweet, 

And harps of sweetest sound. 
8 Those are the prayers of all the saints. 

And these the hymns they raise : 


Jesus is kind to our complaints, 
He loves to hear our praise. 

4 Now to the Lamb that once was slain 
Be endless blessings paid : 

Salvation, glory, joy, remain, 
For ever, on thy head. 

5 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood 
Hast set the pris'ners free ; 

Hast made us kings and priests to God ; 
And we shall reign with thee ! 

183 C. M. Watts. 
Rev. v. 11-13. 

COME, let us join our cheerful songs 
With angels round the throne : 
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 

But all their joys are one. 
2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, 

To be exalted thus : 
Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply, 
For he was slain for us. 

6 Jesus is worthy to receive 
Honor and power Divine ; 

And blessings, more than we can give, 

Be, Lord, for ever thine. 
4 The whole creation join in one 

To bless the sacred name 
Of Him that sits upon the throne, 

And to adore the Lamb. 

1 84 %• M. Watts 

Rev. v. 12-14. 

WHAT equal honors shall we bring 
To thee, Lord our God, the Lamb s 
When all the notes that angels sing 
Are far inferior to thy name ? 


2 Worthy is He that once was slain, 

The Prince of life, that groaned and died : 
Worthy to rise, and live, and reign 
At his almighty Father's side. 

3 Power and dominion are His due 
Who stood condemned at Pilate's bar : 

Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, 

Though he was charged with madness here. 

4 All riches are his native right, 
Yet he sustained amazing loss : 

To him ascribe eternal might, 

Who left his weakness on the cross. 

5 Honor immortal must be paid, 
Instead of scandal and of scorn ; 

While glory shines around his head, 
And a bright crown without a thorn. 

6 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, 

Who bore our sin, and curse, and pain : 
Let angels sound his sacred name, 
And every creature say, Amen ! 

135 7s - Denham. 

Redeeming love. 

"VTOW begin the heavenly theme ; 
J\| Sing aloud in Jesus' name : 
Ye who his salvation prove, 
Triumph in redeeming love. 

2 Ye who see the Father's grace 
Beaming in the Saviour's fade, 
As to Canaan on ye move, 
Praise and bless redeeming love. 

8 Mourning souls, dry up your tears ; 
Banish all your guilty fears ; 
See your guilt and curse remove, 
Cancelled by redeeming love. 


4 "Welcome all by sin oppressed, 
Welcome to his sacred rest : 
Nothing brought him from above, — 
Nothing but redeeming loye. 

5 Hither, then, jour music bring : 
Strike aloud each cheerful string : 
Mortals, join the host above, — 
Join to praise redeeming lore. 

186 C. M. Waws. 


SALVATION, the joyful sound ! 
'Tis pleasure to our ears : 
A sov'reign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
At hell's dark door we lay; 

But we arise by grace Divine 
To see a heavenly day. 

3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
The spacious earth around, 

While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound. 

187 C. M. S. Stexnett 

Indebtedness to Christ. 

MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned 
Upon the Saviour's brow : 
His head with radiant glories crowned, 
His lips with grace o'erfiow. 

2 He saw me plunged in deep distress, 
And flew to my relief : 


For me lie bore the shameful cross, 
And carried all my grief. 

3 To heaven, the place of his abode, 
He brings my weary feet, 

Shows me the glories of my God, 
And make my joys complete. 

4 Since from his bounty I receive 
Such proofs of love Divine, 

Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
Lord, they should all be thine. 

188 C. M. Watts 

Stupendous love. 

~1 ^LUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, 
X We wretched sinners lay, 
Without one cheering beam of hope, 
Or spark of glimm'ring day. 

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
Beheld our helpless grief : 

He saw, and (0, amazing love!) 
He ran to our relief. 

3 Down from the shining seats above 
With joyful haste he fled, 

Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
And dwelt among the dead. 

4 for this love let rocks and hills 
Their lasting silence break ! 

And all harmonious human tongues 
The Saviour's praises speak. 

5 Angels, assist our mighty joys. 
Strike all your harps of gold ; 

But when you raise your highest notes, 
His love can ne'er be told ! 


189 L. M. 

[From tho Latin of St. Bernard."} 
Love which passeth knowledge. 

OF Him who did salvation bring, 
I could for ever think and sing : 
Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve ; 
Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive. 

2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis given ! 
Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven : 
Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, 
Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 

3 To shame our sins he blushed in blood. 
He closed his eyes to show us God : 

Let all the world fall down and know 
That none but God such love can show 

4 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone 

I shed my tears and make my moan ! 
Where'er I am, where'er I move, 
I meet the object of my love. 

•5 Insatiate to this spring I fly : 

I drink, and yet am ever dry : 

Ah! who against thy charms is proof? 

Ah ! who that loves can love enough ? 

190 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Wesley. 

The mystery of love. 

OD of unexampled grace, 
Redeemer of mankind, 
Matter of eternal praise 

We in thy passion find : 
Still our choicest strains we bring, 

Still the joyful theme pursue, 
Thee, the Friend of sinners, sing 
Whose love is ever new. 

G ( 


2 Endless scenes of wonder rise 
With that mysterious tree, 

Crucified before our eyes, 
Where we our Maker see : 

Jesus, Lord, what hast thou done ? 
Publish we the death Divine, 

Stop, and gaze, and fall, and own 
Was never love like thine ! 

3 Never love nor sorrow was 
Like that my Jesus showed : 

See him stretched on yonder cross, 
And crushed beneath our load ! 

Now discern the Deity, 

Now his heavenly birth declare ! 

Faith cries out, "'Tis He, 'tis He, 
My God that suffers there !" 

L91 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. vVesley. 


JESUS drinks the bitter cup, 
The wine-press treads alone ; 
Tears the graves and mountains up, 

By his expiring groan : 
Lo. the powers of heaven he shakes ; 

Nature in convulsion lies ; 
Earth's profoundest centre quakes : 
The great Jehovah dies ! 

2 my God, he dies for me, 

I feel the mortal smart ! 
See him hanging on the tree, 

A sight that breaks my heart ! 
that all to thee might turn ! 

Sinners, ye may love him too : 
Look on him ye pierced, and mourn 

Eor one who bled for you. 


3 Weep o'er your desire and hope 

With tears of humblest love ! 
Sing, for Jesus is gone up, 

And reigns enthroned above ' 
Lives our Head to die no more, 

Power is all to Jesus given, 
Worshipped as he was before, 

Th' immortal King of heaven 

L92 C. M. W^tts. 

'•'■He conquered when hefdL r ' 

ISIXG- my Saviour's wondrous death, 
He conquered when he fell : 
1 Tis finished! said his dying breath, 
And shook the gates of hell. 

2 ' Tis finished I our Immanuel cries, 
The dreadful work is done ! 

Hence shall his sovereign throne ari«e : 
His kingdom is begun. 

3 His cross a sure foundation laid 
For glory and renown, 

When through the regions of the dead 
He passed, to reach the crown. 

4 Exalted at his Fathers side, 
Sits our victorious Lord ; 

To heaven and hell his hands divide 
The vengeance or reward. 

•5 The saints from his propitious eye 

Await their several crowns ; 
And all the sons of darkness fly 

The terror of his frowns. 

L93 L. M. Watts. 

Wonders of the Cross. 
VTATDKB with open volume stands 
J\| To spread her Maker's praise abroad . 


And every labor of his hands 

Shows something worthy of a God. 

2 But in the grace that rescued man 
His brightest form of glory shines: 

Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn 
In precious blood and crimson lines. 

3 ! the sweet wonders of that cross. 
Where God, the Saviour, loved and 4ied ! 

Her noblest life my spirit draws 

From his dear wounds and bleeding »>4e. 

4 I would for ever speak bis name, 
In sounds to mortal ears unknown ; 

With angels join to praise the Lamb, 
And worship at his Father's throne. 

194: S. M. DODDP r, OGE. 


GRACE ! 'tis a charming sound ! 
Harmonious to my ear ! 
Heaven with the echo shall resound 
And all the earth shall hear. 

2 Grace first contrived the way 
To save rebellious man ; 

And all the steps that grace display 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 

3 Grace taught my wand'ring 'feet 
To tread the heavenly road ; 

And new supplies each hour I meet 
While pressing on to God. 

4 Grace all the work shall crown, 
Through everlasting days : 

It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
And well deserves the praise. 


195 L. M. Watts 

The grace of Christ. 

\TOW to the Lord a noble song ! 

_[^| Awake, my soul ; awake, my tongue : 

Hosanna to th' Eternal Name, 

And ail his boundless love proclaim. 

* 2 See, where it shines in Jesus' face, 
The brightest image of his grace : 
God, in the person of hfs Son, 
Has all his mightiest works outdone. 

3 The spacious earth and spreading flood 
Proclaim the wise, the powerful God ; 
And thy rich glories, from afar, 
Sparkle in every rolling star : 

4 But in his looks a glory stands, 
The noblest labor of thy hands : 
The pleasing lustre of his eyes 
Outshines the wonders of the skies. 

5 Grace ! — 'tis a sweet, a charming theme : 
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name! 

Ye angels, dwell upon the sound ; 
Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground ! 

6 may I reach the happy place 
Where he unveils his lovely face ! 
Where all his beauties you behold, 
And sing his name to harps of gold. 

L96 C. M. NjBwroN. 

The Name of Jesus. 

HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
In a believer's ear ! 
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
And drives away his fear. 


2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
And calms the troubled breast ; 

'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary, rest. 

3 Dear Name, the rock on which 1 build, 
My shield and hiding-place ; 

My never-failing treasury, filled 
With boundless stores of grace. 

4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 
My Prophet, Priest, and King ; 

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
Accept the praise I bring. 

5 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
And cold my warmest thought ; 

But when I see thee as thou art, 
I'll praise thee as I ought. 

6 Till then I would thy love proclaim 
With every fleeting breath ; 

And may the music of thy name 
Refresh my soul in death. 

1 97 C. M. Doddridge. 

" He is precious." 

JESUS, I love thy charming name, 
'Tis music to my ear ; 
Fain would I sound it out so loud 
That earth and heaven should hear. 

2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, 

My transport and my trust ; 
Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys, 

And gold is sordid dust. 

8 All my capacious powers can wish, 
In thee doth richly meet : 


Nor to mine eyes is light so dear, 
Nor friendship half so sweet. 

4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, 
And sheds its fragrance there ; 

The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
The cordial of its care. 

5 I'll speak the honors of thy name 
"With my last, lab'ring breath ! 

Then speechless clasp thee in mine arms, 
The antidote of death. 

198 L. M. C. Wesley 

"Over all, God blessed for ever." 

THE day of Christ, the day of God, 
We humbly hope with joy to see, 
Washed in the sanctifying blood 
Of an expiring Deity — 

2 Who did for us his life resign : 
There is no other God but one ; 

For all the plenitude Divine 
Resides in the Eternal Son. 

3 Spotless, sincere, without offence, 
may we to his day remain ! 

Who trust the blood of Christ to cleanse 
Our souls from every sinful stain. 

4 Lord, we believe the promise sure . 
The purchased Comforter impart ! 

Apply thy blood to make us pure — 
To keep us pure in life and heart ! 

5 Then let us see that day supreme, 
When none thy Godhead shall den> ! 

Thy sovereign majesty blaspheme, 

Or count thee less than the Most High. 


6 When all who on their God believe, 
Who here thy last appearing love, 

Shall thy consummate joy receive, 
And see thy glorious face above. 


] 99 S. M. I^TTS. 

Jude 24, 25. 
^0 God, the only wise, 

Our Saviour and our King, 
Let all the saints below the skies 
Their humble praises bring. 

2 'Tis his almighty love, 
His counsel and his care, 

Preserves us safe from sin and death, 
And every hurtful snare. 

3 He will present our souls, 
Unblemished and complete, 

Before the glory of his face, 
With joys divinely great. 

4 Then all the chosen seed 
Shall meet around the throne ; 

Shall bless the conduct of his grace, 
And make his wonders known. 

5 To our Redeemer, God, 
Wisdom with power belongs, 

Immortal crowns of majesty, 
And everlasting songs. 


©flUus of tli* £|al2 Cftost. 

QQO 8,8,8,8,8,8. Prvden. 

Fen j Creator. 

f CREATOR, Spirit, by whose aid 

Vy The world" s foundations first were laid, 

Come, visit every waiting mind, 

Come, pour thy joys on human kind; 

From sin and sorrow set us free, 

And make thy temples worthy thee. 

Source of uncreated heat, 
The Father's promised Paraclete ! 
Thrice holy Fount, immortal Fire, 
Our hearts with heavenly love inspire : 
Come, and thy sacred unction bring, 
To sanctify us while we sing. 

Plenteous of grace, descend from high, 
Rich in thy sevenfold energy ! 
Thou strength of His almighty hand 
Whose power does heaven and earth command, 
Refine and purge our earthly parts, 
And stamp thine image on our hearts. 

4 Create all new ; our wills control, 
Subdue the rebel in our soul ; 

Chase from our minds th ; infernal foe ; 
And peace, the fruit of faith, bestow ; 
And, lest again we go astray, 
Protect and guide us in the way. 

5 Immortal honor, endless fame, 
Attend th' almighty Father's name ; 
The Saviour, Son, be glorified, 

Who for lost man's redemption died; 
And equal adoration be, 
Eternal Comforter, to thee ! 


£01 L - M - C. Weslei 

The promised Comforter. 

JESUS, we on the words depend, 
Spoken by thee while present here, 
"The Father in my name shall send 
The Holy Ghost, the Comforter." 

2 That promise made to Adam's race, 
Now, Lord, in us, e'en us, fulfil ; 

And give the Spirit of thy grace 
To teach us all thy perfect will. 

3 That heavenly Teacher of mankind, 
That Guide infallible, impart, 

To bring thy sayings to our mind, 
And write them on our faithful heart. 

4 That peace of God, that peace of thine, 
might he now to us bring in, 

And fill our souls with power divine, 
And make an end of fear and sin ! 

5 The length and breadth of love reveal, 
The height and depth of Deity ; 

And all the sons of glory seal, 

And change, and make us all like thee. 

$02 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley. 

The promise of the Father. 

FATHER, glorify thy Son : 
Answ'ring his all-powerful prayer, 
Send that Intercessor down, 
Send that other Comforter, 
Whom believingly we claim, 
Whom we ask in Jesus' name. 

2 Wilt thou not the promise seal, 
Good and faithful as thou art, 


Send the Comforter to dwell 

Every moment in our heart ? 
Yes, Ihou must the grace bestow : 
Truth hath said it shall be so. 

303 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Wesley 

The gift of the Son. 

rATHER of our dying Lord, 
Kemember us for good ; 
fulfil his faithful word, 

And hear his speaking blood! 
Give us that for which he prays : 

Father, glorify thy Son ! 
Show his truth, and power, and grace, 
And send the promise down. 

2 True and faithful Witness, thou, 
Christ, the Spirit give ! 

Hast thou not received him now, 
That we might now receive ? 

Art thou not the living Head ? 
Life to all thy limbs impart ; 

Shed thy love, thy Spirit shed, 
In every waiting heart. 

3 Holy Ghost, the Comforter, 
The gift of Jesus, come ; 

Glow our hearts to find thee near, 
And swell to make thee room: 

Present with us thee we feel ; 
Come, come, and in us be ! 

With us, in us, live and dwell 
To all eternity. 

204 8,6,8,6,8,8. Cotterhill. 


LET songs of praises fill the sky ! 
Christ, our ascended Lord. 


Sends down his Spirit from on high, 

According to his word : 
All hail the day of Pentecost, 
The coming of the Holy Ghost 

2 The Spirit, by his heavenly breath, 
New life creates within ; 

lie quickens sinners from the death 

Of trespasses and sin : 
All hail the day of Pentecost, 
The coming of the Holy Ghost ! 

3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, 
And shows them unto men ; 

The fallen soul his temple makes ; 

God's image stamps again : 
All hail the day of Pentecost, 
The coming of the Holy Ghost ! 

4 Come, Holy Spirit, from above, 
With thy celestial fire ; 

Come, and with flames of zeal and love 
• Our hearts and tongues inspire : 
Be this our day of Pentecost, 
The coming of the Holy Ghost ! 

305 L- M. C. Wesley. 


LORD, we believe to us and ours 
The apostolic promise given : 
We wait the pentecostal powers, 

The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven 

2 Ah ! leave us not to mourn below, 
Or long for thy return to pine : 

Now, Lord, the Comforter bestow, 
And fix in us the Guest Divine. 

3 Assembled here with one accord, 
Calmly we wait the promised grace, 

The purchase of our dying Lord : 
Come, Holy Ghost, and fill the place 



LORD God, the Holy Ghost, 
In this accepted hour, 
As on the day of Pentecost, 
Descend in all thy power ! 

2 We meet with one accord 
In our appointed place, 

And wait the promise of our Lord, 
The Spirit of all grace. 

3 Like mighty rushing wind 
Upon the waves beneath, 

Move with one impulse every mind, 
One soul, one feeling, breathe. 

4 The young, the old, inspire 
With wisdom from above ; 

And give us hearts and tongues of fire 
To pray, and praise, and love. 

5 Spirit of light, explore, 
And chase our gloom away, 

With lustre shining more and more 
Unto the perfect day. 

6 Spirit of truth, be thou 

In life and death cur guide ■ 
Spirit of adoption, now 
May we be sanctified ! 

207 I» M. Emms Mors. 


FATHER, if justly still we claim 
To us and ours the promise made, 
To us be graciously the same, 

And crown with living fire our head 


2 Our claim admit, and from above 
Of holiness the Spirit shower, 

Of wise discernment, humble love, 
Aud zeal, and unity, and power. 

3 The Spirit of convincing speech, 
Of power demonstrative, impart : 

Such as may every conscience reach, 
And sound the unbelieving heart. 

4 The Spirit of refining fire, 
Searching the inmost of the mind, 

To purge all fierce and foul desire, 
And kindle life more pure and kind. 

5 The Spirit breathe of inward life, 
Which in our hearts thy laws may write ; 

Then grief expires, and pain, and strife ; 
'Tis nature all, — and all delight. 

208 L - M - Henry More. 


ON all the earth thy Spirit shower 
The earth in righteousness renew : 
Thy kingdom come, and hell's o'erpower, 
And to thy sceptre all subdue. 

2 Like mighty winds or torrents fierce, 
Let it opposers all o'errun ; 

And every law of sin reverse, 

That faith and love may make all one. 

3 Yea, let it, Lord, in every place 
Its richest energy declare ; 

While lovely tempers, fruits of grace, 
The kingdom of thy Christ prepare. 

4 Grant this, holy God and true ! 
The ancient, seers thou didst inspire • 

To us perform the promise due ; 

Descend, and crown us now with fire. 


2Q9 C. M. C. Weslei. 

The Interpreter. Before sermon. 

/"10ME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, 
\J Let us thine influence prove : 
Source of the old prophetic fire, 
Fountain of life and love. 

2 Come, Holy Ghost — for, moved jy thee, 
The prophets wrote and spoke — 

Unlock the truth, thyself the key : 
Unseal the sacred book. 

3 Expand thy wings, celestial Dove, 
Brood o'er our nature's night ; 

On our disordered spirits move, 
And let there now be light. 

4 God, through himself, we then shall know. 
If thou within us shine : 

And sound, with all thy saints below, 
The depths of love Divine. 

;310 C. M. COWPEE. 

Interpreter. After sermon. 

THE Spirit breathes upon the word, 
And brings the truth to sight : 
Precepts and promises afford 
A sanctifying light. 

2 A glory gilds the sacred page, 
Majestic like the sun ; 

It gives a light tc every age, 
It gives — but borrows none. 

3 The Hand that gave it still supplies 
The gracious light and heat ; 

His truths upon the nations rise, — 
They rise, but never set. 


4 Let everlasting thanks be thin6 

For such a bright display, 
As makes a world of darkness shine 

With beams of heavenly day. 

Q 11 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

Interpreter. Before or after sermon. 

QPIRIT of truth, essential God, 

>/) Who didst thy ancient saints inspire, 

Shed in their hearts thy love abroad, 

And touch their hallowed lips with fire, 
Our God from all eternity, 
World without end, we worship thee. 

2 Still we believe, almighty Lord, 

Whose presence fills both earth and heaven, 
The meaning of the written word 

Is by thy inspiration given : 
Thou only dost thyself explain 
The secret mind of God to man. 

3 Come, then, Divine Interpreter, 
The Scriptures to our hearts apply ; 

And, taught by thee, we God revere, 

Him in three Persons magnify ; 
And still the Triune God adore, 
Who was, and is, for evermore. 

^l^ S. M. C. Wesle? 

Spirit of Faith. 

SPIRIT of faith, come down, 
Reveal the things of God ; 
And make to us the Godhead known, 

And witness with the blood : 
'Tis thine the blood t' apply, 

And give us eyes to see, 

Who did for every sinner die, 

Hath surely died for me 


2 Xo man can truly say 
That Jesus is the Lord. 

Unless thou take the veil away, 
And breathe the living word : 

Then, only then, we feel 
Our int'rest in his "blood ; 

And cry, with joy unspeakable, 
" Thou art my Lord, my God!" 

3 that the world might know 
The all-atoning Lamb ! 

Spirit of faith, descend, and show 

The virtue of his name : 
The grace which all may find, 

The saving power, impart ; 
And testify to all mankind, 

And speak in every heart. 

4 Inspire the living faith. 
Which whosoe'er receives, 

The witness in himself he hath, 
And consciously believes ; — 

The faith that conquers all, 
And doth the mountain move, 

And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, 
And perfects them in love. 

313 C. M. WiTTS 

Witness and Seal. 
TT^HY should the children of a King 

\ \ Go mourning all their days ? 
Great Comforter, descend, and bring 
The tokens of thy grace. 

2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, 
And seal the heirs of heaven ? 

When wilt thou banish my complaints. 
And show my sins forgiven ? 

3 Assure my conscience of her part 
In the Redeemer's blood; 


And bear thy witness with my heart, 

That I am born of God. 
4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 

The pledge of joys to come : 
May thy blest wings, celestial Dove, 

Safely convey me home ! 

"314: C. M. Doddridge. 

Witness of Adoption. 

SOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high, 
Allow my humble claim ; 
Nor, while a worm would raise its head, 
Disdain a Father's name. 

2 " My Father, God !" how sweet the sound ! 
How tender and how dear ! 

Not all the melody of heaven 
Could so delight the ear. 

3 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name 
On my expanding heart ; 

And show that in Jehovah's grace 
I share a filial part. 

4 Cheered by a signal so divine, 
Unwav'ring I believe : 

Thou know'st I "Abba, Father," cry; 
Nor can the sign deceive. 

315 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

li The Spirit of God dwelleth in you." 

C10ME, Holy Ghost, all-quick'ning fire, 
J Come, and in me delight to rest; 
Drawn by the lure of strong desire, 

come, and consecrate my breast I 
The temple of my soul prepare, 
And fix thy sacred presence there ! 

2 If now thy influence I feel, 
If now in thee begin to live. 


Still to my heart tliyself reveal ; 
Give me thyself, for ever give : 
A point my good, a drop my store, 
Eager I ask, I pant for more. 

3 Eager for thee I ask and pant : 
So strong the principle divine 

Carries me out with sweet constraint, 
Till all my hallowed soul is thine ; 
Plunged in the Godhead's deepest sea, 
And lost in thy immensity. 

4 My peace, my life, my comfort, thou, 
My treasure and my all thou art ! 

True witness of my sonship now, 
Engraving pardon on my heart, 
Seal of my sins in Christ forgiven, 
Earnest of love, and pledge of heaven. 

5 Come, then, my God, mark out thine heir, 
Of heaven a larger earnest give ! 

With clearer light thy witness bear ; 

More sensibly within me live : 
Let all my powers thine entrance feel, 
And deeper stamp thyself the seal ! 

216 8 >8> 8 - C. Wesley 

His Work. 

COME, Holy Ghost, all-quick'ning fire, 
Come, and my hallowed heart inspire 

Sprinkled with the atoning blood : 
Now to my soul thyself reveal, 
Thy mighty working let me feel, 

And know that I am born of God. 
2 When wilt thou my whole heart subdu 
Come, Lord, and form my soul anew, 

Emptied of pride, and wrath, and hell 
Less than the least of all thy store 
Of mercies, I myself abhor : 

All, all my vileness may I feel. 


3 Humble, and teachable, and mild, 

may I, as a little child, 

My lowly Master's steps pursue ! 
Be anger to my soul unknown ; 
Hate, envy, jealousy, be gone : 

In love create thou all things new. 

4 Let earth no more my heart divide ; 
With Christ may I be crucified ; 

To thee with my whole heart aspire 
Dead to the world and all its toys, 
Its idle pomp, and fading joys, 

Be thou alone my one desire ! 

5 Be thou my joy, be thou my dread; 
In battle cover thou my head, 

Nor earth, nor hell, I then shall fear 

1 then shall turn my steady face — 
Want, pain, defy — enjoy disgrace — 

Glory in dissolution near. 

6 My will be swallowed up in thee ! 
Light in thy light still may I see, 

Beholding thee with open face : 
Called the full power of faith to prove, 
Let all my hallowed heart be love, 

And all my spotless life be praise. 

£17 S. M. C. Wesley. 

Work and Witness. 

OCOME, and dwell in me, 
Spirit of power within ! 
And bring the glorious liberty 
From sorrow, fear, and sin. 

2 This inward, dire disease, 

Spirit of health, remove, 
Spirit of finished holiness, 

Spirit of perfect love. 


3 Hasten the joyful day 
"Which shall my sins consume, 

When old things shall he done away, 
And all things new become. 

4 I want the witness, Lord, 
That all I do is right, 

According to thy will and word, 
W 7 ell pleasing in thy sight. 

5 I ask no higher state ; 
Indulge me but in this ; 

And soon or later then translate 
To my eternal bliss. 

218 7,6,7,6. C Wesley. 

"The, God of all comfort." 

G\ OD of all consolation, 
T The Holy Ghost thou art ; 
Thy secret inspiration 

Hath told it to my heart : 
The blessing I inherit, 

Through Jesus' prayer bestowed, 
The Comforter, the Spirit, 
The true eternal God. 

2 With God the Son and Saviour— 
"With God the Father one, 

The tokens of his favor 

Thou mak'st to sinners known ; 

An antepast of heaven 
Thou dost in me reveal, 

Attest my sins forgiven, 
And my salvation seal. 

3 Th' indubitable witness 
Of thy own Deity, 

Thou giv'st my soul its fitness 
Thy glorious face to see : 


Thy comforts, gifts, and graces, 
My largest thoughts transcend, 

And challenge all my praises, 
When faith in sight shall end. 

219 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

The Indwelling God. 

I WANT the spirit of power within, 
Of love, and of a healthful mind ; 
Of power to conquer inbred sin ; 

Of love to thee and all mankind ; 
Of health, that pain and death defies, 
Most vig'rous when the body dies. 
.2 When shall I hear the inward voice, 

Which only faithful souls can hear ? 
Pardon, and peace, and heavenly joys, 

Attend the promised Comforter : 

come, and righteousness Divine, 

And Christ, and all with Christ, are mine ! 
*3 that the Comforter would come ! 

Nor visit as a transient guest, 
But fix in me his constant home, 

And keep possession of my breast ; 
And make my soul his loved abode, 
The temple of indwelling God ! 

4 Come, Holy Ghost, my heart inspire ! 
Attest that I am born agair • 

Come, and baptize me now vvith fire, 
Nor let. thy former gifts be vain : 

1 cannot rest, in sins forgiven : 
Where is the earnest of my heaven ? — 

5 Where the indubitable seal, 

That, ascertains the kingdom mine ? 
The powerful stamp I long to feel, 

The signature of love Divine ! 
shed within my heart abroad 
Fulness of love, of heaven, of God I 


Q20 S - M- Beddomb. 

His influences sought. 

COME, Holy Spirit, come, 
With energy Divine, 
And on this poor, benighted soul, 
With beams of mercy shine. 

2 melt this frozen heart ; 
This stubborn will subdue; 

Each evil passion overcome, 
And form me all anew ! 

3 The profit will be mine, 

But thine shall be the praise : 
And unto thee will I devote 
The remnant of my days. 

221 C. M. Watts. 

His quickenings implored. 

COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With all thy quick'ning powers, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
In these cold hearts of ours. 

2 Look how we grovel here below, 
Fond of these earthly toys ; 

Our souls, how heavily they go, 
To reach eternal joys ! 

3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
In vain we strive to rise ; 

Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

4 And shall we then for ever live 
At this poor dying rate ? 

Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
And thine to us so great ? 


5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With all thy quick'ning powers ; 

Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
And that shall kindle ours. 

QQQ, C. M. Beddomb. 


(1ELESTIAL Dove, Come from above, 
J And guide me in thy ways : 
My heart prepare For solemn prayer, 
And tune my lips to praise. 

2 Open mine eyes, And make me wise, 

My int'rest to discern : 
From every sin, Without, within, 

Incline my heart to turn. 

6 Fly to my aid, When I'm afraid, 
Or plunged in deep distress ; 

My foes subdue, And bring me through 
This howling wilderness. 

J3&3 8s. C. Wesley 

His presence earnestly desired. 

COME, holy, celestial Dove, 
To visit a sorrowful breast ! 
My burden of guilt to remove, 

And bring me assurance and rest. 
Thou only hast power to relieve 

A sinner o'erwhelmed with his load ; 
The sense of acceptance to give, 

And sprinkle his heart with the blood, 

2 Thy call if I ever have known, 
And sighed from myself to get free. 

And groaned the unspeakable groan. 
And longed to be happy in thee, — 
" Fulfil the imperfect desire; 

Thy peace to my conscience reveal, 


The sense of thy favor inspire, 
And give me my pardon to feel ! 

3 If when I had put thee to grief, 
And madly to folly returned, 

Thy pity hath been my relief, 

And lifted me up as I mourned, — 

Most pitiful Spirit of grace, 
Relieve me again, and restore ; 

My spirit in holiness raise, 
To fall and to suffer no more ! 

4 If now I lament after God, 
And gasp for a drop of thy love, 

If Jesus hath bought thee with blood, 
For me to receive from above, — 

Come, heavenly Comforter, come ! 
True Witness of mercy Divine, 

And make me thy permanent home, 
And seal me eternally thine ! 

^24 L - M - c - Wesley. 

His departure earnestly deprecated. 

STAY, thou insulted Spirit ! stay ! 
Though I have done thee such despite , 
Nor cast the sinner quite away, 
Nor take thine everlasting flight. 

2 Though I have steeled my stubborn hear*, 
And still shook off my guilty fears ; 

And vexed, and urged thee to depart, 
For many long rebellious years : 

3 Though I have most unfaithful been 
Of all who e'er thy grace received; 

Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, 
Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved: 

4 Yet ! the chief of sinners spare, 
In honor of my great High Priest : 


Nor in thy righteous anger swear 

T' exclude me from thy people's rest. 

5 This only woe I deprecate ; 
This only plague I pray remove ; 

Nor leave me in my lost estate ; 

Nor curse me with this want of love. 

6 Now, Lord, my weary soul release, 
Upraise me with thy gracious hand, 

And guide me into perfect peace, 
And bring me to the promised land. 

QQ5 k. M. Montgomery. 

His universal effusion. 

SPIRIT of the living God! 
In all the fulness of thy grace, 
Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 
Descend on our apostate race. 

2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love 
To preach the reconciling word : 

Give power and unction from above, 
Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 

3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light ; 
Confusion, order, in thy path ; 

Souls without strength, inspire with might , 
Bid mercy triumph over wrath ! 

4 Baptize the nations ! far and nigh 
The triumphs of the cross record : 

The name of Jesus glorify, 

Till every kindred call him Lord. 

5 God from eternity hath willed 
All flesh shall his salvation see : 

So be the Father's love fulfilled, 

The Saviour's saff'rings crowned through 


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2QG C. M. »Vatts. 

Psalm xxvii. 1-6. 

THE Lord of glory is my light, 
And my salvation too : 
God is my strength ; nor "will I feai 
What all my foes can do. 

2 One privilege my heart desires — 
grant me an abode 

Among the Churches of thy saints, 
The temples of my God ! 

3 There shall I offer my requests, 
And see thy beauty still ; 

Shall hear thy messages of love, 
And there inquire thy will. 

4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, 
There may his children hide : 

God has a strong pavilion, where 
He makes my soul abide. 

5 Now shall my head be lifted high 
Above my foes around ; 

And songs of joy and victory 
Within thy temple sound. 

327 L. M. Watts 

Psalm xlvi. 1-5. 

GOD is the refuge of his saints, 
When storms of , sharp distress invade; 
Ere we can offer our complaints, 
Behold him present with his aid. 


2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled 
Down to the deep, and buried there — 

Convulsions shake the solid "world — 
Our faith shall never yield to fear. 

3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar — 
In sacred peace our souls abide ; 

While every nation, every shore, 

Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide 

4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow 
Supplies the city of our God ; 

Life, love, and joy, still gliding through, 
And wat'ring our divine abode. 

5 That sacred stream, thy holy word, 
Our grief allays, our fear controls : 

Sweet peace thy promises afford, 

And give new strength to fainting souls. 

6 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, 
Secure against a threat'ning hour ; 

Nor can her firm foundations move, 

Built on his truth, and armed with powei 

£28 L. M. Watts 

Psalm xlvi. 6-11. 

LET Zion in her King rejoice, 
Though Satan rage, and kingdoms rise : 
He utters his almighty voice, 

The nations melt, the tumult dies. 

2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought ; 
And Jacob's God is still our aid : 

Behold the works his hand hath vrrought ! 
What desolations he hath made ! 

3 From sea to sea, through all their shores, 
He makes the noise of battle cease; 

When from on high his thunder roars, 
He awes the trembling world to peace. 


4 He breaks the bow, lie cuts the spear, 
Chariots he burns with heavenly flame : 

Keep silence all the earth, and hear 
The sound and glory of his name : 

5 "Be still, and learn that I am God, 
Exalted over all the lands ; 

I will be known and feared abroad ; 
For stud my throne in Zion stands." 

6 Lord of hosts, almighty King ! 
"While we so near thy presence dwell, 

Our faith shall rest secure, and sing 
Defiance to the gates of hell. 

329 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Wesle-s 

Psalm xlviii. 

GREAT is our redeeming Lord, 
In power, and truth, and grace : 
Him, by highest heaven adored, 

His Church on" earth doth praise; 
In the city of our God, 

In lxs holy mount below, 
Publish, spread his name abroad, 
And all his 'greatness show. 

2 Eor thy loving-kindness, Lord, 

We in thy temple stay ; 
Here thy faithful love record, 

Thy saving power display : 
With thy name thy praise is known, 

Glorious thy perfections shine ; 
Earth's remotest bounds shall own 

Thy works are all Divine. 

8 See the gospel Church secure, 

And founded on a rock ; 
All her promises are sure : 

Her bulwarks who can shock ? 


Count her every precious shrine : 
Tell, to after ages, tell, 

Fortified by power Divine, 
The Church can never fail. 

4 Sion's God is all our own, 

Who on his love rely ; 
We his pard'ning love have known, 

And live to Christ, and die : 
To the New Jerusalem 

He our faithful guide shall be ; 
Him we claim, and rest in him, 

Through all eternity. 


230 S. M. Watts. 

Psalm xlviii. 10-14. 

'AR as thy name is known, 

The world declares thy praise : 
Thy saints, Lord, before thy throne 
Their songs of honor raise. 

2 With joy let Judah stand 
On Zion's chosen hill, 

Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, 
And counsels of thy will. 

3 Let strangers walk around 
The city where we dwell ; 

Compass and view the holy ground, 
And mark the building well — 

4 The order of thy house, 
The worship of thy court, 

The cheerful songs, the solemn vows, — 
And make a fair report. 

6 How decent and how wise ! 

How glorious to behold! 
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, 

And rites adorned with gold. 


6 The God we worship now 

Will guide us till we die — 
Will he our God while here below, 

And ours above the sky. 

Q31 L. M. Watts. 

Psalm lxv. 1—5. 
fPHE praise of Zion waits for thee, 
X My God ; and praise becomes thy house ; 
There shall thy saints thy glory see, 
And there perform their public vows. 

2 thou, whose mercy bends the skies, 
To save when humble sinners pray, 

All lands to thee shall lift their eyes, 
And grateful isles of every sea. 

3 Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose, 
And give him kind access to thee, — 

Give him a place within thy house, 
To taste thy love divinely free. 

4 Soon shall the nocking nations run 
To Zion's hill, and own their Lord: 

The rising and the setting sun 

Shall see the Saviour's name adored. 

Q32 8,8,8. C. Wesley, 

Psalm lxxxiv. 

HOW lovely are thy tents, Lord ! / 
Where'er thou choosest to record 
Thy name, or place thy house of prayer, 
My soul outflies the angel choir, 
And faints, o'erpowered with strong desire, 
To meet thy special presence there. 

2 Happy the men to whom 'tis given 
To dwell within that gate of heaven, 
And in thy house record thy praise; 


Whose strength and confidence thou art, 
Who feel thee, Saviour, in their heart, 
The way, the truth, the life of grace. 

3 Who, passing through the mournful Tile, 
Drink comfort from the living well, 

That flows replenished from above ; 
From strength to strength advancing here, 
Till all before their God appear, 

And each receives the crown of love. 

4 Better a day thy courts within 
Than thousands in the tents of sin : 

How base the noblest pleasures there ! 
How great the weakest child of thine ! 
His meanest task is all divine, 

And kings and priests thy servants are. 

5 The Lord protects jfnd cheers his own, 
Their light and strength, their shield and sun 

He shall both grace and glory give ; 
Unlimited his bounteous grant ; 
No real good they e'er shall want — 

All, all is theirs, who righteous live. 

6 Lord of hosts ! how blest is he 
Who steadfastly believes in thee ! 

He all thy promises shall gain : 
The soul that on thy love is cast, 
Thy perfect love on earth shall taste, 

And soon with thee in glory reign. 

£33 L - M - Watts. 

Psalm lxxxiv. 1-7. 

HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, 
Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ! 
With strong desire my spirit faints 
To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 

. THE CHURCH. 173 

2 Blest are the saints that sit on high, 
Around thy throne of majesty; 

Thy brightest glories shine above, 
And all their work is praise and love. 

3 Blest are the souls that find a place 
Within the temple of thy grace : 
Here they behold thy gentler rays, 
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise 

4 Blest are the men whose hearts are set 
To find the way to Zion's gate ; 

God is their strength, and through the road 
They lean upon their helper, God. 

5 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, 
Till all shall meet in heaven at length, 

Till all before thy face appear, 
And join in nobler worship there. 

«>3 4 I,. M. Watts 

Psalm Ixxxiv. 8-12. 

GREAT God, attend while Zion sings 
The joy that from thy presence springs: 
To spend one day with thee on earth 
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 

2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
Within thy house, God of grace, 

Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, 
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 

3 God is our sun, he makes our day : 
God is our shield, he guards our way 
From all th' assaults of hell and sin — 
From foes without, and foes within. 

4 All needful grace will God bestow, 
And crown that grace with glory too : 
He gives us all things, and withholds 
No real good from upright souls. 


5 God our King, whose sovereign sway 
The glorious hosts of heaven obey, 
And devils at thy presence flee, 
' Blest is the man that trusts in thee ! 

Q35 L. M. Watts. 

Psalm lxxxvii. 

GOD, in his earthly temple, lays 
Foundations for his heavenly praise : 
He likes the tents of Jacob well ; 
But still in Zion loves to dwell. 

2 His mercy visits every house 

That pay their night and morning vows ; 
But makes a more delightful stay 
Where churches meet to praise and pray. 

3 When God makes up his last account 
Of natives in his holy mount, 

'Twill be an honor to appear 

As one new-born or nourished there. 

^36 C. M. Watts 

Psalm lxxxix. 15-18. 

BLEST are the souls who hear and know 
The gospel's joyful sound; 
Peace shall attend the paths they go, 
And light their steps surround. 

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, 
Through their' Redeemer's name , 

His righteousness exalts their hope ; 
Nor Satan dares condemn. 

3 The Lord, our glory and defence, 
Strength and salvation gives : 

Israel, thy King for ever reigns, 
Thy God for ever lives. 


237 L. M. Watts. 

Psalm xcii. 12-15. 

LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand 
In gardens planted by thy hand ; 
Let me within thy courts be seen, 
Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 

2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, 
Blest with thine influence from above ; 
Not Lebanon, with all its trees, 

Yields such a comely sight as these. 

3 Laden with fruits of age, they show 
The Lord is holy, just, and true ; 
None that attend his gates shall find 
A God unfaithful or unkind. 

338 C. It ' Waits 

Psalm exxii. 

HOW did my heart rejoice to hear 
My friends devoutly say, 
" In Zion let us all appear, 
And keep the solemn day!" 

2 I love her gates, I love the road ! 
The Church, adorned with grace, 

Stands like a palace built for God, 
To show his milder face. 

3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown, 
The holy tribes repair ; 

The Son of David holds his throne, 
And sits in judgment there. 

4 He hears our praises and complaints ; 
And, while his awful voice 

Divides the sinners from the saints, 
We tremble, and rejoice! 


5 Peace be within this sacred place, 
And joy a constant guest ! 

With holy gifts and heavenly grace 
Be her attendants blest. 

6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 
While life or breath remains ; 

There my best friends, my kindred dwell, 
There God, my Saviour, reigns. 

<239 8,7. Newton. 

Supplies of the Church. 

GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, 
Zion, city of our God ! 
He, whose word can ne'er be broken, 

Formed thee for his own abode : 
On the Rock of Ages founded, 

What can shake thy sure repose ? 
With salvation's walls surrounded, 
Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 

2 See ! the streams of living waters, 
Springing from eternal love, 

Well supply thy sons and daughters, 

And all fear of want remove : 
Who can faint while such a river 

Ever flows their thirst t' assuage ? 
Grace which, like the Lord, the giver, 

Never fails from age to age. 

3 Round each habitation hov'ring, 
See the cloud and fire appear, 

For a glory and a cov'ring — 
Showing that the Lord is near : 

Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
Zion, city of our God ; 

He, whose word can ne'er be broken, 
Chose thee for his own abode. 


£40 L. M. C. Wesley. 

The primitive Church. 

HAPPY the souls that first believed 
To Jesus and each other cleaved ; 
Joined, by the unction from above, 
In mystic fellowship of love. 

2 Meek, simple foll'wers of the Lamb, 
They lived, and spake, and thought the same ; 
They joyfully conspired to raise 

Their ceaseless sacrifice of praise. 

3 With grace abundantly endued, 
A pure, believing multitude ! 

They all were of one heart and soul, 
And only love inspired the whole. 

4 what an age of golden days ! 
what a choice, peculiar race ! 
Washed in the Lamb's all-cleansing blood, 
Anointed kings and priests to God ! 

5 Where shall I wander now to find 
Their true successors left behind ? 
The faithful, whom I seek in vain, 
Are 'minished from the sons of men. 

341 L. M. C. Wesle? 


YE diff'rent sects, who all declare, 
" Lo, here is Christ !" or, "Christ is there s R 
Four stronger proofs divinely give, 
And show me where the Christians live. 

2 Your claim, alas ! ye cannot prove ; 
Ye want the genuine mark of love : 
Thou only, Lord, thine own canst show; 
For sure thou hast a Church below. 


3 The gates of hell shall not prevail ; 
The Church on earth can never fail : 
Ah ! join me to thy secret ones ! 

Ah ! gather all thy living stones ! 

4 Scattered o'er all the earth they lie, 
Till thou collect them with thine eye ; 
Draw by the music of thy name, 
And charm into a beauteous frame. 

5 For this the pleading Spirit groans, 
And cries in all thy banished ones, 
Greatest of gifts, thy love impart, 
And make us of one mind and heart. 

6 Join every soul that looks to thee 
In bonds of perfect charity ; 

Now, Lord, the glorious fulness give, 
And All in all for ever live ! 

242 L. M. C. Wesley, 


JESUS, from whom all blessings flow, 
Great Builder of thy Church below, 
If now thy Spirit move my breast, 
Hear, and fulfil thine own request. 

2 The few that truly call thee Lord, 
And wait thy sanctifying word, 

And thee their utmost Saviour own, — 
Unite, and perfect them in one. 

3 let them all thy mind express ! 
Stand forth thy chosen -witnesses ; 
Thy power unto salvation show, 
And perfect holiness below. 

4 In them let all mankind behold 
How Christians lived in days of old ; 
Mighty their envious foes to move, 
A proverb of reproach — and love. 

5 Call them into thy wondrous light, 
Worthy to walk with thee in white ! 


Make up thy jewels, Lord, and show 
Thy glorious, spotless Church below. 

6 From every sinful wrinkle free, 
Redeemed from all iniquity, 
The fellowship of saints make known, 
And 0, my God, may I he one ! 

243 L. M. C. Wesley 


MIGHT my lot be cast with these , 
The least of Jesus' witnesses : 
that my Lord would count me meet 
To wash his dear disciples' feet ! 

2 This only thing do I require : 
Thou know'st 'tis all my heart's desire, 
Freely what I receive to give, 

The servant of thy Church to live ; — 

3 After my lowly Lord to go, 
And wait upon thy saints below ; 
Enjoy the grace to angels given, 
And serve the royal heirs of heaven. 

4 Lord, if I now thy drawings feel, 
And ask according to thy will, 
Confirm the prayer, the seal impart, 
And speak the answer to my heart. 

5 Tell me, or thou shalt never go, 

" Thy prayer is heard ; it shall be so * J 
The word hath passed thy lips, and I 
Shall with thy people live and die. 

Q44- S. M. Beddomb. 

The Church Catholic. 

LET party names no more 
The Christian world o'erspread: 
Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, 
Are one in Christ their Head 


2 Among the saints on earth 

Let mutual love be found, — 
Heirs of the same inheritance, 

With mutual blessings crowned. 

8 Let bitterness and wrath 

Be banished far away : 
Those should in strictest friendship dwell 

Who the same Lord obey. 

4 Thus will the Church below 

Resemble that above ; 
Where streams of endless pleasure flow, 

And every heart is love. 

3 45 S. M. C. Wesley. 

The Church Militant. 

JESUS, the Conqu'ror, reigns, 
In glorious strength arrayed, 
His kingdom over all maintains, 
And bids the earth be glad ! 

2 Ye sons of men, rejoice 
In Jesus' mighty love : 

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, 
To Him who rules above. 

3 Extol his kingly power ; 
Kiss the exalted Son, 

Who died, and lives to die no more, 
High on his Father's throne : 

4 Our Advocate with God, 
He undertakes our cause. 

And spreads through all the earth abroad 
The vict'ry of his cross. 

6 That bloody banner see, 

And, in your Captain's sight, 
Fight the good fight of faith with me, 

My fellow-soldiers, fight. 


6 In mighty phalanx joined, 

To battle all proceed ; 
Armed with th' unconquerable mind 

Which was in Christ jour Head. 

246 S. M. C. Weslbs. 


URGE on your rapid course, 
Ye blood-besprinkled bands ; 
The heavenly kingdom suffers force ; 
'Tis seized by violent hands. 

2 See there the starry crown 
That glitters through the skies ! 

Satan, the world, and sin, tread down, 
And take the glorious prize ! 

3 Through much distress and pain, 
Through many a conflict here, 

Through blood, ye must the entrance gain, 
Yet 0, disdain to fear. 

4 "Courage!" your Captain cries, 
(Who all your toil foreknew.) 

" Toil ye shall have ; yet all despise, 
I have o'ercome for you." 

5 The world cannot withstand 
Its ancient Conqueror : 

The world must sink beneath the hand 
Which arms us for the war. 

6 This is the victory — 
Before our faith they fall ; 

Jesus hath died for you and me ; , 

Believe, and conquer all '. 

Q47 S. M. C. Wesley. 

The Church Militant. 

HARK, how the watchmen cry ! 
Attend the trumpet's sound! 


Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh ; 

The powers of hell surround. 
2 "Who bow to Christ's command, 

Your arms and hearts prepare ; 
The day of battle is at hand ! 

Go forth to glorious war ! 
8 See, on the mountain top, 

The standard of your God ! 
In Jesus' name I lift it up, 

All stained with hallowed blood. 

4 His standard-bearer, I 
To all the nations call : 

Let all to Jesus' cross draw nigh ; 
He bore the cross for all. 

5 Go up with Christ your Head ; 
Your Captain's footsteps see ; 

Follow your Captain, and be led 
To certain victory. 

6 All power to Him is given : 
He ever reigns the same : 

Salvation, happiness, and heaven, 
Are all in Jesus' name. 

Q48 S. M. C. Wesley. 


A NGELS your march oppose, 
j\_ Who still in strength excel, 
Your secret, sworn, eternal foes, 
Countless, invisible : 

2 From thrones of glory driven, 
By flaming vengeance hurled, 

They throng the air, and darken heaven, 
And rule this lower world. 

3 But shall believers fear ? 
But shall believers fly ? 


Or see the bloody cross appear, 
And all their powers defy ? 

4 By all hell's host withstood, 
We all hell's host o"erthrow ; 

And conqu'ring them through Jesus' "blood, 
We on to conquer go. 

5 Our Captain leads us on ; 
He beckons from the skies, 

And reaches out a starry crown, 
And bids us take the prize. 

6 "Be faithful unto death; 
Partake my victory, 

And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath, 
And thou shalt reign with me." 

249 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Isaiah li. 9-11. 

A EM of the Lord, awake, awake ! 
Thine own immortal strength put on! 
With terror clothed, hell's kingdom shake, 
And cast thy foe,s with fury down. 

2 As in the ancient days, appear ! 
The sacred annals speak thy fame ; 

Be now omnipotently near, 
To endless ages still the same. 

3 By death and hell pursued in vain, 

To thee the ransomed seed shall come ; 
Shouting, their heavenly Sion gain. 

And pass through death triumphant home. 

4 The pain of life shall then be o'er, 
The anguish and distracting care ; 

There sighing grief shall weep no more, 
And sin shall never enter there. 


5 Where pure, essential joy is found, 

The Lord's redeemed their heads shall raise, 

With everlasting gladness crowned, 
And filled with love, and lost in praise. 

&50 L - M - c - Wesley. 

Isaiah lii. 1-12. 
A WAKE, Jerusalem, awake ! 
J\_ No longer in thy sins lie down ; 
The garment of salvation take, 

Thy beauty and thy strength put on. 

2 Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, 
And hides the promise from thine eyes ; 

Arise, and struggle into light, 
The great Deliv'rer calls, Arise ! 

3 Shake off the bands of sad despair, 
Sion, assert thy liberty ; 

Look up, thy broken heart prepare, 
And God shall set the captive free. 

4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace, 
Be purged from every sinful stain, 

Be like your Lord, his word embrace, 
Nor bear his hallowed name in vain. 

5 The Lord shall in your front appear, 
And lead the pompous triumph on ; 

His glory shall bring up the rear, 
And perfect what his grace begun. 

251 Us- 

The Song of Triumph. 
I \AUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy sad- 
17 ness ! 
Awake! for thy foes shall oppress thee eg 
more ; 
Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of 
Arise ! for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 


2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that sub- 

dued them, 

And scattered their legions, was mightier far, 
They fled like chaff from the scourge that pur- 
sued them ; 

How vain were their steeds and their chariots 
of war ! 

3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath savea 

Extolled with the harp and the timbrel 

should be : 
-ihout ! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved 

Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free. 


Q5£ L. Iff. Watts. 

The Great Commission. 

^/"I preach my gospel," saith the Lord; 

VJf " Bid the whole earth my grace receive; 
He shall be saved who trusts my word ; 

He shall be damned who won't believe. 

2 "I'll make your great commission known ; 
And ye shall prove my gospel true, 

By all the works that I have done, 
By all the wonders ye shall do. 

3 " Teach all the nations my commands ; 
I'm with you till the world shall end : 

All power is trusted in my hands ; 
I can destroy, and I defend." 

4 He spake — and light shone round his head; 
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode ; 

They to the farthest nations spread 
The grace of their ascended God, 



The Divine Institution. 
rpHE Saviour, when to heaven he rose, 
JL In splendid triumph o'er his foes, 
Scattered his gifts on men below, 
And wide his royal bounties flow. 

2 Hence sprang th' apostles' honored name, 
Sacred beyond heroic fame ; 

Hence dictates the prophetic sage, 
And hence the evangelic page. 

3 In lowlier forms, to bless our eyes, 
Pastors from hence and teachers rise ; 
Who, though with feebler rays they shine, 
Still gild a long-extended line. 

4 From Christ their varied gifts derive, 
And, fed by Christ, their graces live ; 
While, guarded by his potent hand, 
Midst all the rage of hell they stand 

5 So shall the bright succession run 
Through the last courses of the sun : 
While unborn Churches by their care 
Shall rise and flourish large and fair. 

6 Jesus, our Lord, their hearts shall know, 
The spring whence all these blessings flow ; 
Pastors and people shout his praise, 
Through the long round of endless days. 

^54 L. M. C. W r ESLET. 

Isaiah xl. 1-5. 

(10MFORT, ye ministers of grace, 
J Comfort the people of your Lord, 
lift ye up the fallen race, 

And cheer them by the gospel word. 
2 Go into every nation, go, 

Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry, 


Glad tidings unto all we show : 
Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. 

3 Hark ! in the wilderness a cry, 

A voice that loudly calls, Prepare ! 
Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh, 
And means to make his entrance there! 

4 The Lord your God shall quickly come ; 
Sinners, repent, the call.obey; 

Open your hearts to make him room ; 
Te desert souls, prepare his way. 

o The Lord shall clear his way through all ; 

Whate'er obstructs, obstructs in vain; 
The vale shall rise, the mountain fall, 

Crooked be straight, and rugged plain. 

6 The glory of the Lord displayed 
Shall all mankind together view, 

And what his mouth in truth hath said, 
His own almighty hand shall do. 

255 S. M. Watts 

Isaiah lii. 7-10. 

HOW beauteous are their feet 
Who stand on Zion's hill ; 
Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
And words of peace reveal ! 

2 How charming is their voice ! 
How sweet the tidings are ! 

" Zion, behold thy Saviour King; 
He reigns and triumphs here !" 

3 How happy are our ears 
That hear this joyful sound, 

Which kings and prophets waited for, 
And sought, but never found I 

4 How blessed are our eyes 
That see this heavenly light ! 


Prophets and kings desired it long, 
But died without the sight. 

5 The watchmen join their voice, 
And tuneful notes employ ; 

Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
And deserts learn the joy. 

6 The Lord makes bare his arm 
Through all the earth abroad: 

Let every nation now behold 
Their Saviour and their God. 

53£>6 6,6,0,6,8,8. Doddridge. 

Isaiah lv. 10-12. 

MARK the soft falling snow, 
And the diifusive rain : 
To heaven, from whence it fell, 

It turns not back again ; 
But waters earth through every pore, 
And calls forth all her secret store. 

2 Arrayed in beauteous green 
The hills and valleys shine, 

And man and beast are fed 

By providence divine ; 
The harvest bows its golden ears, 
The copious seed of future years. 

3 So, saith the God of grace, 
My gospel shall descend, 

Almighty to effect 

The purpose I intend. 
Millions of souls shall feel its power, 
And bear it down to millions more. 

4 Joy shall begin your march, 
And peace protect your ways, 

While all the mountains round 

Echo melodious praise ; 
The vocal grove shall sing the God, 
And every tree consenting nod. 


Q57 . L. M. C. Wesley 

Ambassadors for Christ. 
f~A OD, the offended God most high, 
\JT Ambassadors to rebels sends ; 
His messengers his place supply, 
And Jesus begs us to be friends. 

2 Us, in the stead of Christ, they pray, 
Us, in the stead of God, entreat, 

To cast our arms, our sins away, 
And find forgiveness at his feet. 

3 Our God in Christ ! thine embassy, 
And proffered mercy, we embrace ; 

And gladly reconciled to thee, 
Thy condescending mercy praise. 

4 Poor debtors, by our Lord's request, 
A full acquittance we receive ! 

And criminals, with pardon blest, 
We, at our Judge's instance, live ! 

£58 C. M. Doddridge. 

Zion's watchmen. 

LET Zion's watchmen all awake, 
And take th' alarm they give ; 
Now let them from the mouth of God 

Their awful charge receive. 
2 'Tis not a cause of small import 

The pastor's care demands ; 
But what might fill an angel's heart, 

And filled a Saviour's hands. 
8 They watch for souls, for which the Lord 

Did heavenly bliss forego ! 
For souls which must for ever live 

In raptures, or in woe. 
4 May they that. Jesus whom they preach, 

Their own E.edeemer see. 
And watch thou daily o'er their souls, 

That they may watch for thee. 


259 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Angels of the Church. 

DRAW near, Son of God, draw near ' 
Us with thy naming eye behold ; 
Still in thy Church vouchsafe t' appear, 
And let our candlestick be gold. 

2 Still hold the stars in thy right hand, 
And let them in thy lustre glow, 

The lights of a benighted land, 
The angels of thy Church below. 

3 Make good their apostolic boast, 
Their high commission let them prove, 

Be temples of the Holy Ghost, 

And filled with faith, and hope, and love. 

4 Their hearts from things of earth remove, 
Sprinkle them, Lord, from sin and fear, 

Fix their affections all above, 

And lay up all their treasures there. 

5 Give them an ear to hear thy word ; 
Thou speakest to the churches now : 

And let all tongues confess their Lord, 
Let every knee to Jesus bow. 

Q(30 L. M. Doddridge 

Shepherds of the flock. 

MHEPHERD of Israel, thou dost keep, 
1^3 With constant care, thy humble sheep ; 
By thee inferior pastors rise, 
To feed our souls and bless our eyes. 

2 To all thy churches such impart, 
Modelled by thy own gracious heart, 
Whose courage, watchfulness, and love, 
Men may attest, and God approve. 


3 Fed by their active, tender care, 
Healthful may all thy sheep appear ; 
And, by their fair example led, 
The way to Zion's pastures tread. 

261 L. M. T. Wesley. 

[Prom the German.] 

HIGH on his everlasting throne, 
The Bang of saints his work surveys ; 
Marks the dear souls he calls his own, 
And smiles on the peculiar race. 

2 He rests well pleased their toils to see ; 
Beneath his easy yoke they move ; 

With all their heart and strength agree 
In the sweet labor of his love. 

3 See, where the servants of their God, 
A busy multitude, appear : 

For Jesus day and night employed, 
His heritage they toil to clear. 

4 The love of Christ their hearts constrains, 
And strengthens their unwearied hands ; 

They spend their sweat, and blood, and pains, 
To cultivate Immanuel's lands. 

5 multiply thy sowers' seed, 

And fruit we every hour shall hear : 
Throughout the world thy gospel spread, 
Thine everlasting truth declare ! 

j&3Q> !•■ M. Montgomery. 

The minister's vjelcome. 
TTTE bid thee welcome in the name 
W Of Jesus, our exalted Head; — 
Come as a servant, — so He came, 
And we receive thee in his stead. 


2 Come as a shepherd ; — guard and keep 
This fold from hell, and earth, and sin ; 

Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep, 
The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 

3 Come as a watchman; — take thy stand 
Upon the tower amidst the sky, 

And when the sword comes on the land, 
Call us to fight, or warn to fly. 

4 Come as an angel ; — hence to guide 
A band of pilgrims on their way, 

That, safely walking at thy side, 

We fail not, faint not, turn nor stray. 

5 Come as a teacher — sent from God, 
Charged his whole counsel to declare ; 

Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, 
While we uphold thy hands with prayer. 

Q63 6,6,6,6,8,8. Doddridge. 

A savor of life or death. 

PRAISE to the Lord on high, 
Who spreads his triumphs wide ! 
While Jesus' fragrant name 
Is breathed on every side : 
. Balmy and rich the odors rise, 
And fill the earth, and reach the skies. 

2 Ten thousand dying souls 
Its influence feel — and live ; 

Sweeter than vital air 
The incense they receive : 
They breathe anew, and rise and sing — 
Jesus, the Lord, their conqu'ring King. 

3 But others scorn the grace 
That brings salvation nigh : 

They turn away their face, 
And faint, and fall, and die. 
So sad a doom, ye saints, deplore, 
For ! they fall to rise no more. 


4 Yet, wise and mighty God, 

Shall all thy servants be, 
In those who live or die, 
A savor sweet to thee ; 
Supremely bright thy grace shall shine. 
Guarded with flames of wrath divine. 

-364: C. M. DOBSRIBGE. 

The treasure in earthen vessels. 

HOW rich thy bounty, King of kings ! 
Thy favors, how divine ! 
The blessings which thy gospel brings, 
How splendidly they shine ! 

2 Gold is but dross, and gems but toys, 
Should gold and gems compare ; 

How mean, when set against those joys 
Thy poorest servants share ! 

3 Yet all these treasures of thy grace 
Are lodged in urns of clay ; 

And the weak sons of mortal race 
• Th' immortal gifts convey. 

4 Feebly they lisp thy glories forth, 
Yet grace the vict'ry gives ; 

Quickly they moulder back to earth — 
Yet still thy gospel lives. 

5 Such wonders power divine effects ; 
Such trophies God can raise ; 

His hand, from crumbling dust, erects 
His monuments of praise. 

£65 C. M. C. Weslht. 

The minister's theme 

JESUS, the name high over all 
In hell, or earth, or sky ! 
Angels and men before it fall, 
And devils fear and fly. 



2 Jesus, the name to sinners dear. 
The name to sinners given ! 

It scatters all their guilty fear ; 
It turns their hell to heaven. 

3 Jesus the pris'ners' fetters breaks, 
And bruises Satan's head ; 

Power into strcngthless souls it speaks. 
And life into the dead. 

4 that the world might taste and see 
The riches of his grace I 

The arms of love that compass me, 
Would all mankind embrace ! 

5 His only righteousness I show, 
His saving truth proclaim : 

'Tis all my business here below 
To cry, "Behold the Lamb!" 

6 Happy, if with my latest breath • 
I may but gasp his name ; 

Preach him to all, and cry in death, 
"Behold, behold the Lamb !" 

263 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. W13SLET. 

'■'■The love of Christ constraineth us." 

IT^HERE shall my wond'ring soul begin ? 
V V How shall I all to heaven aspire ? 
.\ slave redeemed from death and sin ; 
A brand plucked from eternal fire : 
Flow shall I equal triumphs raise, 
Or sing my great Deliv'rer's praise ? 

2 bow shall I thy goodness tell, 

Father, which thou to me hast showed? 

That I, a child of wrath and hell, 
I should be called a child of God J 

Should know, should feel my sins forgiven, 

Blessed with this antepast of heaven ! 


3 And shall I slight my Father's love ? 
Or basely fear his gifts to own ? 

Unmindful of his favors prove ? 

Shall I, the hallowed cross to shun, 
Refuse his righteousness t' impart, 
By hiding it within my heart ? 

4 No ; though the ancient dragon rage, 
And call forth all his hosts to war ; 

Though earth's self-righteous sons engage 

Them and their god alike I dare ; 
Jesus, the sinner's Friend, proclaim ; 
Jesus, to sinners still the same. 

5 Come, my guilty brethren, come, 
Groaning beneath your load of sin ; 

His bleeding heart shall make you room, 

His open side shall take you in : 
He calls, you now, invites you home ; 
Come, my guilty brethren, come ! 

6 For you the purple current flowed 
In pardons from his wounded side ; 

Languished for you the Son of God ; 
For you the Prince of glory died : 
Believe, and all your sin 's forgiven ; 
Only believe, and yours is heaven ! 

367 I*. M. J. WKSJdsi 

[From the German of Winkler.] 
Ministerial fidelity. 

SHALL I, for fear of feeble man, 
The Spirit's course in me restrain ? 
Or, undismayed in deed and word, 
Be a true witness for my Lord ? 

2 Awed by a mortal's frown, shall I 
Conceal the word of God most high ! 
How then before thee shall I dare 
To stand, or how thine anger bear? 


3 Shall I, to soothe th' unholy throng, 
Soften thy truth, and smooth my tongue, 
To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee 

The cross endured, my Lord, by thee ? 

4 What then is he whose scorn I dread, 
Whose "wrath or hate makes me afraid '? 
A man ! an heir of death ! a slave 

To sin ! a bubble on the wave ! 

5 Yea, let men rage , since thou wilt spread 
Thy shad'wing wings around my head : 
Since in all pain thy tender love 

Will still my sure refreshment prove. 

268 L. M. J. Wesley 


SAVIOUR of men, thy searching eye 
Doth all my inmost thoughts descry : 
Doth aught on earth my wishes raise, 
Or the world's pleasures, or its praise ? 

2 The love of Christ doth me constrain 
To seek the wand'ring souls of men ; 
With cries, entreaties, tears, to save, 
To snatch them from the gaping grave. 

3 For this let men revile my name, 
No cross I shun, I fear no shame : 
All hail reproach, and welcome pain ; 
Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain. 

4 My life, my blood, I here present, 
If for thy truth they may be spent ; 
Fulfil thy sovereign counsel, Lord! 
Thy will be done, thy name adored ! 

5 Give me thy strength, God of power, 
Then let winds blow, or thunders roar, 
Thy faithful witness will I be : 

'Tis fixed ; I can do all through thee. 


^69 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Ministerial zeal. 
r\ IVE me the faith which can remove, 

VjT And sink the mountain to a plain ; 
Give me the child-like, praying love, 

Which longs to builcl thy house again : 
Thy love, let it my heart o'erpower, 
And all my simple soul devour. 

2 I want an even, strong desire, 
I want a calmly fervent zeal, 

To save poor souls out of the fire, 

To snatch them from the verge of hell, 
And turn them to a pard'ning God, 
And quench the brands in Jesus' blood. 

3 I would the precious time redeem, 
And longer live for this alone, 

To spend, and to be spent, for them 

Who have not yet my Saviour known ; 
Fully on these my mission prove, 
And only breathe to breathe thy love. 

4 My talents, gifts, and graces, Lord, 
Into thy blessed hands receive ; 

And let me live to preach thy word, 

And let me to thy glory live ; 
My every sacred moment spend 
In publishing the sinner's Friend. 

5 Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart 
With boundless charity divine ! 

So shall I all my strength exert, 

And love them with a zeal like thine ; 
And lead them to thy open side, 
The sheep for whom their Shepherd died. 

£70 I*. M. C. Weslei 

For an efficient ministry. 
TlaSUS, thy wand'ring sheep behold J 
t/ See, Lord, with yearning bowels, see, 


Poor souls that cannot find the fold, 
Till sought and gathered in by thee. 

2 Lost are they now, and scattered wide, 
In pain, and weariness, and want ; 

With no kind shepherd near, to guide 
The sick, and spiritless, and faint. 

8 Thou, only thou, the kind and good, 
And sheep-redeeming Shepherd art ; 

Collect thy flock, and give them food, 
And pastors after thine own heart. 

4 Give the pure word of gen'ral grace, 
And great shall be the preachers' crowd ; 

Preachers who all the sinful race 
Point to the all-atoning blood. 

5 Open their mouth, and utt'rance give ; 
Give them a trumpet-voice to call 

A world, who all may turn and live, 
Through faith in Him who died for all. 

6 In every messenger reveal 

The grace they preach divinely free ; 
That each may by thy Spirit tell, 
" He died for all, who died for me." 

271 S. M. C. Wesley 

For an increase of laborers. 

LORD of the harvest, hear 
Thy needy servants' cry ; 
Answer our faith's effectual prayer, 
And all our wants supply. 

2 On thee we humbly wait, 

Our wants are in thy view ; 
The harvest truly, Lord, is great, 

The laborers are few. 

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3 Convert, and send forth more 
Into thy Church abroad, 

And let them speak thy word of power, 
As workers with their God. 

4 let them spread thy name, 
Their mission fully prove ; 

Thy universal grace proclaim, 
Thine all-redeeming love ! 

272 S. M. C. Wesley. 

Opening Conference. 

ND are we yet alive, 

And see each other's face ; 
Glory and praise to Jesus give 

For his redeeming grace ! 
Preserved by power divine 

To full salvation here, 
Again in Jesus' praise we join, 
And in his sight appear. 

2 What troubles have we seen, 
What conflicts have we past, 

Fightings without, and fears within. 

Since we assembled last ; 
But out of all the Lord 

Hath brought us by his love ; 
And still he doth his help afford, 

And hides our life above. 

3 Then let us make our boast 
Of his redeeming power, 

Which saves us to the uttermost, 

Till we can sin no more: 
Let us take up the cross, 

Till we the crown obtain ; 
And gladly reckon all things loss 

So we may Jesus gain. 


Q73 8,8,6. C. Wesley. 

Opening Conference. 

F/IXCEPT the Lord conduct the plan, 
Vi The best-concerted schemes are vain, 

And never can succeed; 
We spend our -wretched strength for naught 
But if our works in thee be wrought, 

They shall be blest indeed. 

2 Lord, if thou didst thyself inspire 
Our souls with this intense desire 

Thy goodness to proclaim ; 
Thy glory if we now intend, 
let our deeds begin and end 

Complete in Jesus' name ! 

3 In Jesus' name behold we meet, 
Far from an evil world retreat, 

And all its frantic ways ; 
One only thing resolved to knoAT, 
And square our useful lives below 

By reason and by grace. 

4 Not in the tombs we pine to dwell, 
Not in the dark monastic cell, 

By vows and grates confined ; 
Freely to all ourselves we give, 
Constrained by Jesus' love to live 

The servants of mankind. 

5 Now, Jesus, now thy love impart, 
To govern each devoted heart, 

And fit us for thy will ! 
Deep founded in the truth of grace, 
Build up thy rising Church, and place 

The city on the hill. 

6 let our faith and love abound I 
let our lives to all around 

With purest lustre shine ! 


That all around our works may see, 
And give the glory, Lord, to thee, 
The heavenly light divine ! 

Q74 8,8,8. C. Wesley 

Opening Conference. 

OUR friendship sanctify and guide, 
Unmixed with selfishness and pride, 
Thy glory be our single aim ! ^ 

In all our intercourse below, 
Still let us in thy footsteps go, 
And never meet but in thy name. 

2 Witnesses of th' all-cleansing blood, 
Long may we work the works of God, 

And do thy will like those above : 
Together spread the gospel sound, 
And scatter peace on all around, 

And joy, and happiness, and love. 

3 True yoke-fellows, by love compelled 
To labor in the gospel field, 

Our all let us delight to spend 
In gathering in thy lambs and sheep, 
Assured that thou our souls wilt keep, 

Wilt keep us faithful to the end. 

^75 L. M. C. Weslet 

Before receiving appointments. 

JESUS, the truth and power divine, 
Send forth these messengers of thine ; 
Their hands confirm, their hearts inspire, 
And touch their lips with hallowed fire. 

2 Be thou their mouth and wisdom, Lord, 
Thou, by the hammer of thy word, 
The rocky hearts in pieces break, 
And bid the sons of thunder speak. 


3 To those who would their Lord embraoe, 
Give them to preach the word of grace, — 
Sweetly their yielding bosoms move, 

And melt them with the fire of love. 

4 Let all with thankful hearts confess 
Thy welcome messengers of peace, 
Thy power in their report be found, 
And let thy feet behind them sound. 

J 1 

§76' 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Closing Conference. 

"ESUS, accept the praise 
That to thy name belongs ! 
Matter of all our lays, # 
Subject of all our songs ; 
Through thee we now together came, 
And part exulting in thy name. 

2 In flesh we part awhile, 
But still in spirit joined, 

T' embrace the happy toil 
Thou hast- to each assigned; 
And while we do thy blessed will, 
We bear our heaven about us still. 

3 let us thus go on 

In all thy pleasant ways, 
And, armed with patience, run 

With joy th' appointed race! 
Keep us and every seeking soul, 
Till all attain the heavenly goal. 

4 There we shall meet again, 
When all our toils are o'er, 

And death, and grief, and paiu. 

And parting, are no more : 

We shall with all our brethren rise, 

And grasp thee in the flaming skies. 


5 happy, happy day, 
That calls thy exiles home ! 

The heavens shall pass away, 
The earth receive its doom : 
Earth we shall view, and heaven destroyed, 
And shout above the fiery void. 

6 These eyes shall see them fall, 
Mountains, and stars, and skies ! 

These eyes shall see them all 
Out of their ashes rise ! 
These lips his praises shall rehearse, 
Whose nod restores the universe. 

7 According to his word, 
His oath to sinners given, 

We look to see restored 

The ruined earth and heaven ! 
In a new world his truth to prove, 
A world of righteousness and love. 

8 Then let us wait the sound 
That shall our souls release, 

And labor to be found 
Of him in spotless peace ; 
In perfect holiness renewed , 
Adorned with Christ, and meet for God ! 

377 C. M. C. Wesley 

Closing Conference. 

BLEST be the dear uniting love 
That will not let us part ; 
Our bodies may far off remove, 
We still are one in heart. 

2 Joined in one spirit to our Head, 

Where he appoints we go ; 
And still in Jesus' footsteps tread, 

And show his praise below. 


3 may we ever walk in him, 
And nothing know beside, 

Nothing desire, nothing esteem, 
But Jesus crucified ! 

4 Closer and closer let us cleave 
To his beloved embrace ; 

Expect his fulness to receive, 
And grace to answer grace. 

5 Partakers of the Saviours grace, 
The same in mind and heart, 

Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place. 
Nor life, nor death, can part. 

6 But let us hasten to the day 
Which shall our flesh restore, 

When death shall all be done away, 
And bodies part no more. 

£78 S. M. C. Wesley 

Closing Conference. 
ND let our bodies part, 
To diff 'rent climes repair ; 
Inseparably joined in heart 
The friends of Jesus are. 

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2 Jesus, the Corner-stone, 
Did first our hearts unite, 

And still he keeps our spirits one, 
Who walk with him in white. 

3 let us still proceed 
In Jesus' work below ; 

Ar*4, foil' wing our triumphant Head, 
To further conquests go ! 

4 The vineyard of the Lord 
Before his lab'rers lies ; 

And lo ! we see the vast reward 
Which waits us in the skiea. 


5 let our heart and mind 

Continually ascend, 
That haven of repose to find, 

Where all our labors end ! 

8 "Where all our toils are o'er, 
Our suff'ring and our pain: — 

Who meet on that eternal shore, 
Shall never part again. 

7 happy, happy place, 
"Where saints and angels meet ! 

There we shall see each other's face, 
And all our brethren greet. 

8 The Church of the first-born, 
"We shall with them be blest, 

And, crowned with endless joy, return 
To our eternal rest. 

9 With joy we shall behold, 
In yonder blest abode, 

The patriarchs and prophets old, 
And all the saints of God. 

10 Abrah'm and Isaac there, 
And Jacob shall receive 

The foll'wers of their faith and prayer 
Who now in bodies live. 

11 We shall our time beneath 
Live out in cheerful hope, 

And fearless pass the vale of death, 
And gain the mountain-top. 

12 To gather home his own, 
God shall his angels send. 

And bid our bliss, on earth begun. 
In deathless triumph end. 



Q79 L. M. Watts 

The commission. — For adults. 

jrTVWAS the commission of our Lord, 
JL " Go, teach the nations, and baptize :' 

The nations have received the word 
Since he ascended to the skies. 

2 "Repent, and be baptized," he saith, 
" For the remission of your sins ;" 

And thus our sense assists our faith, 
And shows us what his gospel means. 

% Our souls he washes in his blood, 
As water makes the body clean ; 

And the good Spirit from our God 
Descends, like purifying rain. 

i Thus we engage ourselves to thee, 
And seal our covenant with the Lord ; 

may the great Eternal Three 

In heaven our solemn vows record ! 

280 L - M - 0- Weslbi 


COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
Honor the means ordained by thee ; 
Make good our apostolic boast, 
And own thy glorious ministry. 

2 "We now thy promised presence claim; 
Sent to disciple all mankind — 

Sent to baptize into thy name — 

"We now thy promised presence find. 

3 Father, in these revea) thy Son — 
In these, for whom we seek thy face. 


The hidden mystery make known, 
The inward, pure, baptizing grace. 

1 Jesus, with us thou always art ; 
Effectuate now the sacred sign, 

The gift unspeakable impart, 
And bless the ordinance divine. 

5 Eternal Spirit, come from high, 

Baptizer of our spirits thou ! 
The sacramental seal apply, 

And witness with the water now ! 

yQl s - M - w - M- BuHTura 


RITES change not, Lord, the heart, — 
Undo the evil done, — 
Or, with the uttered name, impart 
The nature of thy Son. 

2 To meet our desp'rate want, 
There gushed a mystic flood : 

from His heart's o'erflowing font 
Baptize this soul with blood ! 

3 Be grace from Christ our Lord, 
And love from God supreme, 

By the communing Spirit poured 
In a perpetual stream. 

383 6,6,6,6,8,8. C Wesley. 


BAPTIZED into thy name, 
Mysterious One in Three, 
Our souls and bodies claim 
A sacrifice to thee : 
We only live our faith to prove, 
The faith which, works by humble love 


2 that our light may shine, 

And all our lives express 
The character divine, 
The real holiness ! 
Then, then receive us up t' adore 
The Triune God for evermore. 

383 C. M. Watis 


HOW large the promise, how divine, 
To Abrah'm and his seed ! 
" I am a God to thee and thine, 
Supplying all their need." 

2 The words of his extensive love 
From age to age endure; 

The angel of the cov'nant proves 
And seals the blessing sure. 

3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, 
To our great father given ; 

He takes our children to his arms, 
And calls them heirs of heaven. 

4 God, how faithful are thy ways ! 
Thy love endures the same ; 

Nor from the promise of thy grace 
Blots out our children's name. 

Q84 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. > w»^y. 

f~\ OD of eternal truth and love, 
VX Vouchsafe the promised aid we claim, 
Thine own great ordinance approve, 
The child, baptized into thy name, 
Partaker of thy nature make, 
And give him all thine image back. 

2 Father, if such thy sovereign will, 
If Jesus did the rite enjoin, 


Annex thy hall' wing Spirit's seal, 

And let thy grace attend the sign ; 
The seed of endless life impart, 
Take for thine own this infant's heart 

3 Answer on him thy wisdom's end, 
In present and eternal good ; 

What e'er thou didst for man intend, 

Whate'er thou hast on man bestowed. 
Unto this favored child be given, 
Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 

4 In presence of thy heavenly host, 
Thyself we faithfully require : 

Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

By blood, by water, and by fire, 
And fill up all thy human shrine, 
And seal our souls for ever thine. 


Infant.— Mark x. 13-16. 

SEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand 
"With all-engaging charms : 
Hark how he calls the tender lambs, 
And folds them in his arms ! 

2 " Permit them to approach," he cries, 
"Nor scorn their humble name: 

For 'twas to bless such souls as these 
The Lord of angels came." 

3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful handB : 
And yield them up to thee ; 

Joyful that we ourselves are thine, 
Thine let our offspring be. 

QB6 C- M. Watts 


THUS Lydia sanctified her house, 
When she received the word; 


Thus the believing jailer gave 
His household to the Lord. 

2 Thus later saints, eternal King, 
Thine ancient truth embrace : 

To thee their infant offspring bring, 
And humbly claim the grace. 


387 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Weslbt 

The institution. 

IN that sad, memorable night, 
When Jesus was for us betrayed, 
He left his death-recording rite, 

He took, and blessed, and brake the bread. 
And gave his own their last bequest, 
And thus his love's intent expressed: 

2 "Take, eat, this is my body, given 
To purchase life, and peace for you, 

Pardon, and holiness, and heaven ; 
Do this my dying love to show : 
Accept your precious legacy, 
And thus, my friends, remember me." 

3 He took into his hands the cup, 
To crown the sacramental feast, 

And full of kind concern looked up, 

And gave to them what he had blest : 
"And drink ye all of this," he said, 
" In solemn mem'ry of the dead. 

4 " This is my blood, which seals the new 
Eternal cov'nant of my grace : 

My blood so freely shed for you, 

For you and all the sinful race ; 
My blood that speaks your sins forgiven, 
And justifies your claim to heaven. 


5 " The grace -which I to all bequeath, 

In this divine memorial take, 
And, mindful of your Saviour's death, 

Do this, my'foll'wers, for my sake, 
Whose dying love hath left behind 
Eternal life for all mankind." 

388 G. M. Hart 

The institution. 

THAT doleful night before his death, 
The Lamb for sinners slain 
Did, almost with his dying breath, 
This solemn feast ordain. 

2 To keep the feast, Lord, we have met, 
And to remember thee : 

Help each poor trembler to repeat, 
" For me, he died for me !" 

3 Thy suff 'rings, Lord, each sacred sign 
To our remembrance brings ; 

We eat the bread, and drink the wine, 
But think on nobler things. 

4 tune our tongues, and set in frame 
Each heart that pants for thee, 

To sing, "Hosanna to the Lamb !" 
The Lamb that died for me ! 

389 10,5,11. C. Wesley 

Perpetual memorial. 

LORD, didst thou ordain Thy supper in vain. 
And furnish a feast 
For none but thy earliest servants to taste ? 
Nay, this is thy will, We know it and feel 

That we should partake 
The banquet for all thou so freely didst mate 


2 Bring near the glad day When all shall obey 

Thy dying request, 
And eat of thy supper, and lean on thy breast ! 
Then, then let us see Thy glory, and be 

Caught up in the air 
This heavenly supper in heaven to share. 

390 CM. Nok, 

"This do in remembrance of me." 

IF human kindness meets return, 
And owns the grateful tie ; 
If tender thoughts within us burn 
• To feel a friend is nigh ; — 

2 shall not warmer accents tell 
The gratitude we owe 

To Him who died, our fears to quell, 
Our more than orphan's woe! 

3 While yet his anguished soul surveyed 
Those pangs he would not flee, 

What love his latest words displayed, — 
" Meet and remember me !" 

4 Remember thee ! thy death, thy shame, 
Our sinful hearts to share ! 

mem'ry, leave no other name 
But his recorded there i 

(J91 C. M. Montgomery 

Remembering Christ. 

A CCORDING to thy gracious word, 
J\_ In meek humility, 
This will I do, my dying Lord, 
I will remember thee. 

2 Thy body, broken for my sake.. 
My bread from heaven shall be : 

THE lord's supper. 213 

Thy testamental cup I take, 
And thus remember thee. 

3 Gethseniane can I forget '? 
Or there thy conflict see, 

Thine agony and bloody sweat, 
And not remember thee? 

4 "When to the cross I turn mine eyes. 
And rest on Calvary, 

Lamb of God, my Sacrifice, 
I must remember thee ! 

5 Remember thee and all thy pains, 
And all thy love to me ; 

Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 
Will I remember thee. 

6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, 
And mind and mem'ry flee, 

When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, 
Jesus, remember me. 

292 C. M. Watts. 

The covenant sealed. 

THE promise of my Father's love 
Shall stand for ever good: 
He said, and gave his soul to death. 
And sealed the grace with blood. 

2 To this dear cov'nant of thy word 
I set my worthless name ; 

I seal th' engagement to my Lord, 
And make my humble claim. 

3 Thy light, and strength, and pard'ning grace 

And glory, shall be mine ; 
My life and soul, my heart and flesh, 
And all my powers, are thine. 


4 I call that legacy my own, 
Which Jesus did bequeath ; 

'Twas purchased with a dying groan, 
And ratified in death. 

5 Sweet is the mem'ry of his name, 
Who blessed us in his will, 

And to his testament of love 
Made his own blood the seal. 

£93 L. M. C. Wesley . 

The sign and seal. 

AUTHOR of our salvation, thee, 
With lowly, thankful hearts, we praise, 
Author of this great mystery, 

Figure and means of saving grace. 

2 The sacred, true, effectual sign, 
Thy body and thy blood it shows ; 

The glorious instrument divine 

Thy mercy and thy strength bestows. 

3 We see the blood that seals our peace ; 
Thy pard'ning mercy we receive ; 

The bread doth visibly express 

The strength through which our spirits live. 

4 Our spirits drink a fresh supply, 
And eat the bread so freely given, 

Till borne on eagles' wings we fly, 
* And banquet with our Lord in heaven. 

£94. L. M. Doddridge. 

The table prepared. 

MY God, and is thy table spread? 
And does thy cup with love o'erflow ? 
Thither be all thy children led, 
And let them all its sweetness know. 

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2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus mates ! 

Rich banquet of his flesh and blood ! 
Thrice happy he who here partakes 

That sacred stream, that heavenly food J 

8 Why are its bounties all in vain 
Before unwilling hearts displayed ? 

Was not for you the Victim slain ? 
Are you forbid the children's bread ? 

4 let thy table honored be, 

And furnished well with joyful guests 
And may each soul salvation see, 
That here its sacred pledges tastes ! 

5 Let crowds approach with hearts prepared ; 
With hearts inflamed let all attend ; 

Nor, when we leave our Father's board, 
The pleasure or the profit end. 

5^95 C. M. Domvripge, 

The invitation. 

THE King of heaven his table spreads, 
And blessings crown the board ; 
Not paradise, with all its joys, 
Could such delight afford. 

2 Pardon and peace to dying men, 
And endless life, are given ; 

Through the rich blood that Jesus shed 
To raise our souls to heaven. 

3 Millions of souls, in glory now, 
Were fed and feasted here ; 

And millions more, still on the way, 
Around the board appear. 

4 All things are ready ; come away, 
Nor weak excuses frame : 

Crowd to your places at the feast, 
And bless the Founder's name. 


296 C. M. COWPER, 

Penitent sinners welcome. 

THIS is the feast of heavenly wine, 
And God invites to sup ; 
The juices of the living vine 
Were pressed to fill the cup. 

2 bless the Saviour, ye who eat, 
With royal dainties fed ; 

Not heaven affords a costlier treat, 
For Jesus is the bread ! 

3 The vile, the lost — he calls to them ; 
"Ye trembling souls, appear! 

The righteous in their own esteem 
Have no acceptance here. 

4 ' 'Approach, ye poor, nor dare refuse 
The banquet spread for you :" 

Dear Saviour, this is welcome news 1 
TS>en I may venture too. 

3£>7 S. M. C. Wesley. 

"Let us keep the feast." 

LET all who truly bear 
The bleeding Saviour's name, 
Their faithful hearts with us prepare, 

And eat the paschal Lamb : 
Our Passover was slain 

At Salem's hallowed place, 

Yet we who in our tents remain 

Shall gain his largest grace. 

2 This eucharistic feast 

Our every want supplies, 
And still we by his death are blest, 

And share his sacrifice ; 


By faith his flesh we eat, 

Who here his passion show, 
And God, out of his holy seat, 

Shall all his gifts bestow. 

3 Who thus our faith employ 
His suff'rings to record, 

E'en now we mournfully enjoy 

Communion with our Lord ; 
As though we every one 

Beneath his cross- had stood, 
And seen him heave, and heard him groan, 

And felt his gushing blood. 

4 God ! 'tis finished now ! 
The mortal pang is past ! 

By faith his head we see him bow, 
And hear him breathe his last. 

We too with him are dead, 
And shall with him arise: 

The cross on which he bows his head 
Shall lift us to the skies. 

398 C. M. • C. Wesley 

Approaching the table. 

JESUS, at whose supreme command 
We now approach to God, 
Before us in thy vesture stand, 
Thy vesture dipped in blood. 

2 The tokens of thy dying love 

let us all receive, 
And feel the quick'ning Spirit move, 

And sensibly believe ! 

;: The living bread sent down from heaven 
In us vouchsafe to be ; 
Thy flesh for all the world is given, 
And all may live by thee. 


4 Now, Lord, on us thy flesh bestow, 

And let us drink thy blood, 
Till all our souls are filled below 

With all the life of God. 

QQ9 S. M. C. Weslby. 

Approaching the table. 

JESUS, we thus obey 
Thy last and kindest word ; 
Here in thine own appointed way 
We come to meet our Lord. 

2 The way thou hast enjoined, 
Thou wilt therein appear ; 

We come with confidence to find 
Thy special presence here. 

3 Our hearts we open wide 
To make the Saviour room ; 

And lo ! the Lamb, the Crucified, 
The sinner's Friend, is come. 

4 His presence makes the feast; 
And now our bosoms feel 

The glory not to be expressed, 
The joy unspeakable. 

5 With pure celestial bliss 
He doth our spirits cheer ; 

His house of banqueting is this, 
And he hath brought us here. 

6 He doth his servants feed 
With manna from above, 

His banner over us is spread, 
His everlasting love. 

7 He bids us drink and eat 
Imperishable food, 

He gives his flesh to be our meat, 
And bids us drink his blood. 

the lord's supper. 219 

8 Whate'er th' Almighty can 

To pardoned sinners give, 
The fulness of our God made man, 

"We here with Christ receive. 

300 C. M. W. 5L Bunting 

The administration. 

THE flesh of our Lord Jesus Christ, 
Which once was given for thee, 
Preserve thy body and thy soul 

To knniortality. 
This eating — that for thee he died, 

Now solemnly confess : 
And feed on him within thy heart 
By faith with thankfulness. 

2 The blood of our Lord Jesus Christ, 

Which once was shed for thee 
Preserve thy body and thy soul 

To immortality. 
This drinking — solemnly confess 

For thee his blood was shed ; 
And still with new thanksgivings wreathe 

The Victim's hallowed head ! 

301 S. M. C. Wesley 
At giving the bread. 

THEE, King of saints, we praise 
For this our living bread ; 
Nourished by thy preserving grace, 
And at thy table fed. 

2 Who in these lower parts 
Of thy great kingdom feast, 

We feel the earnest in our hearts 
Of our eternal rest. 

3 Yet still a higher seat 
We in thy kingdom claim. 


Who here begin by faith to eat 
The supper of the Lamb. 

4 That glorious, heavenly prize, 

We surely shall attain, 
And in the palace of the skies 

With thee for ever reign. 

302 10,10,11,11. C. Wesley 

At giving the cup. 

IN Jesus we live, In Jesus we rest, 
And thankful receive His dying bequest : 
The cup of salvation His mercy bestows, 
And all from his passion Our happiness flows. 

2 The fruit of the vine — The joy it implies — 
Again we shall join To drink in the skies, 
Exult in his favor, Our triumph renew ; 
And I, saith the Saviour, Will drink it with you. 

303 L. M. C. Wesley. 

The penitent at the table. 

HOW long, thou faithful God, shall I 
Here in thy ways forgotten lie? 
When shall the means of healing be 
The channels of thy grace to me ? 

2 Sinners, on every side, step in, 
And wash away their pain and sin, 
But I, a helpless, sin-sick soul, 
Still lie expiring at the pool. ■ 

3 In vain I take the broken bread, 
1 cannot on thy mercy feed ; 

In vain I drink the hallowed wine, 
I cannot taste the love divine. 

4 Thou seest me lying at the pool, 

I would, thou know'st, I would be whole j 


let the troubled "waters inove, 
And minister thy healing love ! 

5 Surely if thou the symbols bless, 
The cov'nant-blood shall seal my peace, 
Thy flesh, e'en now, shall be my food, 
And all my soul be filled with God. 

J04 8,7. C. Wesley. 

"It is the Spirit that quickenelh." 

C10ME, th'ou everlasting Spirit, 
) Bring to every thankful mind 
All the Saviour's dying merit, 

All his suff'rings for mankind: 
True recorder of his passion, 

Now the living faith impart, 
Now reveal his great salvation, • 
Preach his gospel to our heart. 

2 Come, thou witness of his dying, 

Come, remembrancer divine, 
Let us feel thy power applying 

Christ to every soul and mine : 
Let us groan thine inward groaning 

Look on Him we pierced and grieve, 
All receive the grace atoning, 

All the sprinkled blood receive. 

305 C. M. C. Wesley. 

The Passion realized. 
( 10ME, Holy Ghost, set to thy seal, 
\J Thine inward witness give. 
To all our waiting souls reveal 
The death by which we live. 

2 Spectators of the pangs divine 

that we now may be, 
Discerning in the sacred sign 

His passion on the tree I 


3 Give us to hear the dreadful sound 
Which told his mortal pain, 

Tore up the graves, and shook Ihe ground, 
And rent the rocks in twain. 

4 Repeat the Saviour's dying cry 
In every heart so loud, 

That every heart may new reply, 
" This was the Son of God !" 

306 8,8,8,8,8,8. ' G. Weslby. 

Victim divine. 

TTICTIM. divine ! thy grace we claim 

V While thus thy precious death we show ; 
Once offered up a spotless Lamb, 

In thy great temple here below, 
Thou didst for all mankind atone, 
And standest now before the throne. 

2 Thou standest in the holiest place, 
As now for guilty sinners slain, 

The blood of sprinkling speaks and prays, 

All-prevalent for helpless man ; 
Thy blood is still our ransom found. 
And speaks salvation all around. 

3 The smoke of thy atonement here 
Darkened the sun and rent the veil, 

Made the new way to heaven appear. 

And showed the great Invisible ; 
Well pleased in thee our God looked down, 
And called his rebels to a crown. 

4 He still respects thy sacrifice, 

Its savor sweet doth always please ; 
The off 'ring smokes through earth and skies 

Diffusing life, and joy, and peace. 
To these thy lower courts it comes. 
And fills them with divine perfumes. 

the lord's supper. 223 

5 We need not now go up to heaven 
To bring the long-sought Saviour down, 

Thou art to all already given, 

Thou dost e'en now thy banquet crown : 

To every faithful soul appear, 
And show thy real presence here. 

307 7s. C. Weslut 

Communion with Christ. 

JESUS, all-redeeming Lord, 
Magnify thy dying word, 
In thine ordinance appear, 
Come and meet thy foll'wers here. 

2 In the rite thou hast enjoined 
Let us now our Saviour find ; 
Drink thy blood for sinners shed, 
Taste thee in the broken bread. 

3 Thou our faithful hearts prepare ; 
Thou thy pard'ning grace declare ; 
Thou that hast for sinners died, 
Show thyself the Crucified ! 

4 All the power of sin remove ; 
Fill us with thy perfect love ; 
Stamp us with the stamp divine ; 
Seal our souls for ever thine. 

308 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley. 


LAMB of God, whose dying love 
We now recall to mind, 
Send the answer from above, 

And let us mercy find ; 
Think on us, who think on thee, 

And every struggling soul release ! 
remember Calvary, 
And bid us go in peace ! 


2 By thine agonizing pain, 
And bloody sweat, we pray ; 

By thy dying love to man, — 

Take all our sins away : 
By thy passion on the tree, 

Let all our griefs and troubles cease ; 
remember Calvary, 

And bid us go in peace ! 

3 Never will we hence depart, 
Till thou our wants relieve ; 

Write forgiveness on our heart, 

And all thine image give : 
Still our souls shall cry to thee , 

Till perfected in holiness : 
remember Calvary, 

And bid us go in peace. 

309 S. M. C. Wesley. 

Closing the service. 

WHAT a taste is this 
Which now in Christ we know, 
An earnest of our glorious bliss, 
Our heaven begun below ! 

2 When he the table spreads, 
How royal is the cheer ! 

With rapture we lift up our heads, 
And own that God is here. 

3 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Who died to die no more, 

Let all the ransomed sons of men, 
With all his hosts adore. 

4 Let earth and heaven be joined, 
His glories to display, 

And hymn the Saviour of mankind 
In one eternal day. 

the lord's supper. 225 

310 L. M. R. W. Hasiilto* 

Closing the service. 

QTARS, that did herald in, or mark 
^ The night when Jesus was betrayed,-- 
This feast ends not till ye are dark, 
And all your glorious courses stayed. 

2 For from that night, successive bands 
Have kept this banquet of the cross, 

Saint, pilgrim, martyr of all lands, 
And counted earthly portions loss. 

3 And here we still forget our woes, 
Midst what long ages saw bequeathed ; 

The bread is life, the cup o'erfiows, 

As when the blessing first was breathed. 

4 "When we rise up and leave our seat, 
Millions shall press and fill our place ; 

Still shall the poor and needy eat, 

And sing, like us, the Founder's grace. 

311 7s. C. Wesle? 
"Therefore with angels" — 

LORD and God of heavenly powers ! 
Theirs, — yet, ! benignly ours ! 
Glorious King ! let earth proclaim, 
Worms attempt to chant thy name. 

2 Thee to laud in songs divine 
Angels and archangels join: 
We with them our voices raise, 
Echoing thine eternal praise. 

3 Holy, holy, holy Lord, 

Live, by heaven and earth adored ! 
Full of thee they ever cry, 
"Glory be to God most high!" 


812 7s. ' C. Wesley 

Gloria in excelsis. 

GLORY be to God on high, 
God whose glory fills the sky ; 
Peace on earth to man forgiven, 
Man, the well-beloved of Heaven. 

2 Sovereign Father, heavenly King, 
Thee we now presume to sing ; 
Glad thine attributes confess, 
Glorious all, and numberless. 

3 Hail, by all thy works adored ! 
Hail, the everlasting Lord ! 

Thee with thankful hearts we prove ; 
Lord of power, and God of love. 

4 Christ our Lord and God we own, 
Christ the Father's only Son ; 
Lamb of God for sinners slain, 
Saviour of offending man. 

5 Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, 
Hear, the world's atonement, thou 1 
Jesus, in thy name we pray, 
Take, take our sins away ! 

6 Powerful Advocate with God, 
Justify us by thy blood ; 

Bow thine ear, in mercy bow, 
Hear, the world's atonement, thou 

7 Hear, for thou, Christ, alone, 
Art with thy great Father one ; 
One the Holy Ghost with thee ; 
One supreme eternal Three. 



313 S. M. Watts. 

Opening morning service. 

TT WELCOME, sweet day of rest, 

V V That saw the Lord arise : 
Welcome to this reviving breast, 
And these rejoicing eyes ! 

2 The King himself comes near, 
And feasts his saints to-day : 

Here we may sit, and see him here, 
And love, and praise, and pray. 

3 One day within the place 
Which thou dost, Lord, frequent. 

Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
In sinful pleasures spent. 

4 My willing soul would stay 
In such a frame as this, 

And sit and sing herself away 
To everlasting bliss. 


Opening morning service. 

(^OME, let us join with one accord 
J In hymns around the throne ! 
This is the day our rising Lord 
Hath made and called his own. 

2 This is the day which God hath blest, 
The brightest of the seven, 

Type of that everlasting rest 
The saints enjoy in heaven. 

3 Then let us in his name sing on. 
And hasten to that lay 


When our Redeemer shall come down, 
And shadows pass away. 

4 Not one, but all our days below, 

Let us in hymns employ ; 
And in our Lord rejoicing, go 

To his eternal joy. 

315 7,7,7,7,7,7. Newton. 

Opening morning service. 

SAFELY through another week 
God has brought us on our way ; 
Let us now a blessing seek, 

Waiting in his courts to-day : 
Day of all the week the best, 
Emblem of eternal rest. 

2 While we seek supplies of grace, 
Through the dear Redeemer's name, 

Show thy reconciling face — 

Take away our sin and shame : 
From our worldly cares set free, 
May we rest this day in thee. 

3 Here we come thy name to praise ; 
Let us feel thy presence near : 

May thy glory meet our eyes, 

While we in thy house appear: 
Here afford us, Lord, a taste 
Of our everlasting feast. 

4 May the gospel's joyful sound 
Conquer sinners, comfort saints, 

Make the fruits of grace abound, 

Bring relief from all complaints : 
Thu? let all our Sabbaths prove, 
Till wc join the Church abce. 


31(5 L. M. Stennbtt. 

Opening morning service. 

\ NOTHEE, six days' work is done ; 
J\_ Another Sabbath is begun: 
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
Improve the day thy God hath blest. 

2 that our thoughts and thanks may rise. 
As grateful incense, to the skies ; 

And draw from Christ that sweet repose 
Which none but he that feels it knows ! 

3 This heavenly calm within the breast 
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, 
Which for the Church of God remains, 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 

4 In holy duties let the day, 
In holy comforts, pass away : 

How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend, 
In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 

317 6,6,6,6,8,8. Hetwaed. 

Opening morning service. 

TELCOME, delightful morn, 
Thou day of sacred rest ;. 
I hail thy kind return ! 

Lord, make these moments blest. 
From the low train of mortal tovs 


2 Now may the King descend, 
And fill his throne of grace ; 
Thy sceptre, Lord, extend. 
While saints address thy face : 
Let sinners feel thy quick'ning word, 
And learn to know and fear the Lord 


3 Descend, celestial Dove, 

With all thy quick'uing powers; 
Disclose a Saviour's love, 
And bless the sacred hours : 
Then shall my soul new life obtain, 
Nor Sabbaths be indulged in vain. 

818 8,8,8,8,8,8. Steele 

Opening morning service. 

("1 RE AT God, this hallowed day of thine 
X Demands our souls' collected powers ; 
May we employ in works divine 

These solemn and devoted hours : 
may our souls adoring own 
The grace which calls us to thy throne! 

2 Hence, ye vain cares and trifles, fly ! 

Where God resides, appear no more : 
Omniscient Lord, thy piercing eye 

Doth every secret thought explore : 
may thy grace our thoughts refine, 
And fix our hearts on things Divine ! 

3X9 6,6,0,6,8,8. Watts. 

Psalm lxxxiv. 

ORD of the worlds above, 
j How pleasant and how fair 
The dwellings of thy love, 
Thine earthly temples are ! 
To thine abode My heart, aspires, 
With warm desires, To see my God. 

2 happy souls, that pray 

Where God appoints to hear! 
happy men, that pay 

Their constant service there J 
They praise thee still ; And happy they 
That love the way To Zion's hill. 



3 They go from strength to strength 
Through this dark vale of tears, 

Till each arrives at length, 
Till each in heaven appears : 
glorious seat, When God our King 
^hall thither bring Our willing feet ! 

4 To spend one sacred day 
Where God and saints abide, 

Affords diviner joy 

Than thousand days beside : 
Where God lesorts, I love it more 
To keep the door Than shine in courts. 

320 L - M - Watts. 

Psalm xcii. 

SWEET is the work, my God, my King, 
To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing ; 
To show thy love by morning light, 
And talk of all thy truth by night. 

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 

No mortal cares shall seize my breast : 
may my heart in tune be found, 
Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 

3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
And bless his works, and bless his word : 
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine J 
How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 

4 Then I shall share a glorious part 
When grace hath well refined my heart, 
And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, 
All I desired or wished below ; 

And every power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 


321 C. M. Watts. 

Psalm cxviii. 24. 

THIS is the day the Lord hath made, 
He calls the hours his own ; 
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, 
And praise surround the throne. 

2 To-day he rose and left the dead, 
And Satan's empire fell; 

To-day the saints his triumph spread, 
And all his wonders tell. 

3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, 
To David's holy Son : 

Help us, Lord, descend, and bring 
Salvation from thy throne ! 

322 C. M. C. Wesley. 
Rev. i. 10. 

MAY I throughout this day of thine 
Be in thy Spirit, Lord : 
Spirit of humble fear divine, 
That trembles at thy word ; — 

2 Spirit of faith, my heart to raise, 

And fix on things above ; 
Spirit of sacrifice and praise, 

Of hDliness and love. 

323 L. M. Watts 

In the sanctuary. 

FAR from my thoughts, vain world, begone! 
Let my religious hours alone : 
Fain would my eyes my Saviour see ; 
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 


2 My heart grows warm with holy fire. 
And kindles with a pure desire : 
Come, my dear Jesus, from above, 
And feed my soul with heavenly love. 

3 Blest Jesus what delicious fare ! 
How sweet thine entertainments are! 
Never did angels taste above 
Redeeming grace and dying love. 

3^4= **■ M. Doddridge. 

The eternal Sabbath. 

THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love ; 
But there's a nobler rest above; 
To that our lab'ring souls aspire, 
With ardent pangs of strong desire. 

2 No more fatigue, no more distress ; 
Nor sin nor hell shall reach the place ; 
No sighs shall mingle with the songs 
Which warble from immortal tongues. 

3 No rude alarms of raging foes ; 
No cares to break the long repose ; 
No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
But sacred, high, eternal noon. 

4 long-expected day, begin ; 
Dawn on these realms of woe and sin : 
Fain would we leave this weary road. 
And sleep in death, to rest with God 



©fi* ®tosp£l Call. 

825 6,6,6,6,8,8. C Wbsuhy. 

The year of Jubilee. 

BLOW ye the trumpet, blow, 
The gladly solemn sound; 
Let all the nations know, 
To earth's remotest bound, 
The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

2 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
Hath full atonement made: 

Ye weary spirits, rest ; 

Ye mournful souls, be glad: 
The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

3 Extol the Lamb of God, 
The all-atoning Lamb ; 

Redemption through his blood 
Throughout the world proclaim : 
• The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
Your liberty receive, 

And safe in Jesus dwell, 
And blessed in Jesus live : 
The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home 

5 Ye who have sold for naught 
Your heritage above, 

Receive it back unbought, 
The gift of Jesus' love : 
The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 


6 The gospel trumpet hear. 

The news of heavenly grace ; 
And, saved from earth, appear 
Before your Saviour's face : 
The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

326 L. M. C. Wesley 
The gospel supper. 

QIXNERS, obey the gospel word! 
Ikj Haste to the supper of my Lord: 
Be "wise to know your gracious day ; 
All things are ready ; come away. 

2 Beady the Father is to own, 
And kiss his late-returning son : 
Beady your loving Saviour stands, 
And spreads for you his bleeding hands. 

3 Beady the Spirit of his love 
Just now your hardness to remove ; 
T' apply and witness with the blood, 
And wash and seal the sons of God. 

4 Beady for you the angels wait, 
To triumph in your blessed estate : 
Tuning their harps, they long to praise 
The wonders of redeeming grace. 

5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
Are ready with their shining host : 
.All heaven is ready to resound, 

" The dead 's alive ! the lost is found !" 

327 L. M. C. Wesley 

COME, ye sinners, to your Lord, 
In Christ to paradise restored; 
His proffered benefits embrace, 
The plenitude of gospel grace : 


2 A pardon written with his blood, 
The favor and the peace of God ; 
The seeing eye, the feeling sense, 
The mystic joys of penitence : 

3 The godly fear, the pleasing smart, 
The meltings of a broken heart ; 

The tears that tell your sins forgiven ; 
The sighs that waft your souls to heaven : 

4 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress , 
Th' unutterable tenderness ; 

The genuine, meek humility ; 

The wonder, " Why such love to me !'' 

5 Th' o'erwhelming power of saving grace, 
The sight that veils the seraph's face ; 
The speechless awe that dares not move, 
And all the silent heaven of love. 

328 &■ M. C. Weslev, 

The hearty icelcome. 

(^OME, sinners, to the gospel feast; 
J Let every soul be Jesus' guest : 
Ye need not one be left behind, 
# For God hath bidden all mankind. 

2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ; 
The invitation is to all: 

Come, all the world ! come, sinner, thou ; 
All things in Christ are read} 7 now. 

3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed, 
Ye restless wand'rers after rest, 

Ye poor, and maimed, and halt, and blind. 
In Christ a hearty welcome find. 

4 My message as from God receive: 
Ye all may come to Christ and live: 
let his love your hearts constrain. 
Nor suffer him to die in vain 1 


5 See Mm set forth before your eyes, 
That precious, bleeding sacrifice ! 
His offered benefits embrace, 
And freely now be saved by grace ! 

329 C. M. Steele. 

And yet there is room. 
X TYi wretched, hungry, starving poor, 
J_ Behold a royal feast ! 
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store 
For every humble guest. 

I See, Jesus stands with open arms ; 

He calls, he bids you come : 
stay not back, though fear alarms ! 

For yet there still is room. 

8 come, and with his children taste 

The blessings of his love ; 
While hope attends the sweet repast 

Of nobler joys above ! 

4 There, with united heart and voice, 
Before th' eternal throne, 

Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, 
In ecstasies unknown. 

5 And yet ten thousand thousand more 
Are welcome still to come : 

Ye happy souls, the grace adore ; 
Approach, there yet is rcom. 

330 8,7,8,7,4.7, . Hast. 
The invitation. 

C^OME, ye sinners, poor and needy, 
; TVeak and wounded, sick and sore, 
Jesus ready stands to save you, 
Full of pity, love, and power : 

He is able, 
He is willing, doubt no more 


2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, 
God's free bounty glorify : 

True belief and true repentance, 
Every grace that brings you nigh, 

Without money, 
Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger 
Nor of fitness fondly dream : 

All the fitness he requireth 
Is to feel your need of him : 

This he gives you, 
'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 

4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 
Bruised and mangled by the fall, 

If you tarry till you're better, 
You will never come at all : 

Not the righteous, 
Sinners Jesus came to call. 

5 Agonizing in the garden, 

Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ! 
On the bloody tree behold him ! 
Hear him cry before he dies, 

"It is finished!" 
Sinners, will not this suffice? 

6 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending, 
Pleads the merit of his blood ; 

Venture on him, venture freely, 
Let no other trust intrude : 

None but Jesus 
Can do helpless sinners good. 

7 Saints and angels, joined in concert, 
Sing the praises of the Lamb, 

While the blissful seats of heaven 
Sweetly echo with his name : 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners here may do the same. 


331 L. M. C. Wesley 

Isaiah lv. 1-3. 

HO ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh ; 
"lis God invites the fallen race 
Mercy and free salvation buy ; 

Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace 

2 Come to the living waters, come ! 
Sinners, obey your Maker's call : 

Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, 
And find my grace is free for all. 

3 See from the rock a fountain rise ; 
For you in healing streams it rolls ; 

Money ye need not bring, nor price, 
Ye lab'ring, burdened sin-sick souls. 

4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give, 
Leave all you have, and are, behind ; 

Frankly the gift of God receive, 
Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 

332 L- M. C. Wesley 

WHY seek ye that which is not bread, 
Nor can your hungry souls sustain ? 
On ashes, husks, and air ye feed ; 
Ye spend your little all in vain : 

2 In search of empty joys below, 
Ye toil with unavailing strife : 

Whither, ah ! whither would ye go ? 
I have the words of endless life 

3 Hearken to me with earnest care, 
And freely eat substantial food; 

The sweetness of my mercy share, 
And taste that I alone am good, 


4 I bid you all my goodness prove ; 
My promises for all are free : 

Come, taste the manna of my love, 
And let your souls delight in me 

5 Your willing ear and heart incline, 
My words believingly receive ; 

Quickened your souls by faith divine, 
An everlasting life shall live. 

333 C. M. Watts. 

Isaiah lv. 1-3. 

LET every mortal ear attend, 
And every heart rejoice ; 
The trumpet of the gospel sounds 
With an inviting voice. 

2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 
That feed upon the wind, 

And vainly strive with earthly toys 
To fill an empty mind : 

3 Eternal Wisdom hath prepared 
A soul-reviving feast, 

And bids your longing appetites 
The rich provision taste. 

4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 
And pine away and die, 

Here you may quench your raging thirst 
With springs that never dry. 

5 Rivers of love and mercy here. 
In a rich ocean join : 

Salvation, in abundance, flows 
Like floods of milk and wine. 

6 The happy gates of gospel grace 
Stand open night and day : 

Jiorcl, we are come to seek supplies, 
And drive our wants away 


g r> 4_ CM E Jones. 

Come to Jesus 

COME, humble sinner, in whose breast 
A thousand thoughts revolve. — 
Come, with jour guilt and fear oppress&i 
And make this last resolve . 

2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
Hath like a mountain rose : 

I know his courts, I'll enter in 
"Whatever may oppose • 

3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne. 
And there my guilt confess ; 

111 tell him I'm a wretch undone 
Without his sovereign grace ■ 

4 I'll to the gracious King approach.. 
Whose sceptre pardon gives . 

Perhaps he may command my touch, 
And then the suppliant lives 

5 Perhaps he may admit my plea, 
Perhaps will hear my prayer : 

But if I perish. I will pray 
And perish only there 

6 I can but perish if 1 go 
I am resolved to try ; 

For if I stay away I know 
I must for ever die 

7 But if I die with mercy sought, 
When I the King have tried, 

This were to die (delightful thought!) 
As sinner never died 

335 M. C. Wesley. 

The chief of sinners invited. 

LOVERS of pleasure more than God, 
For you he suffered pain : 


Swearers, for you he spilt his blood ; 
And shall he bleed in vain ? 

2 Misers, his life for you he paid, 
Your basest crimes he bore ; 

Drunkards, your sins on him were laid, 
That you might sin no more. 

3 The God of love, to earth he came, 
That you might come to heaven : 

Believe, believe in Jesus' name, 
And all your sin 's forgiven. 

4 Believe in Him who died for thee, 
And sure as he hath died, 

Thy debt is paid, thy soul is free, 
And thou art justified. 

336 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

The universal invitation. 

SEE, sinners, in the gospel glass, 
The Friend and Saviour of mankind ! 
Not one of all th' apostate race 

But may in him salvation find ! 
His thoughts, and words, and actions prove, 
His life and death — that God is love. 

2 Behold the Lamb of God, who bears 
The sins of all the world away ! 

A servant's form he meekly wears, 
He sojourns in a house of clay ; 
His glory is no longer seen, 
But God with God is man with men. 

3 See where the God incarnate stands, 
And calls his wand'ring creatures home ; 

He all day long spreads out his hands ; 
Come, weary souls, to Jesus come! 


Ye all may hide you in his breast ; 
Believe, and he will give you rest 

4 "Ah! do not of my goodness doubt, 
My saving grace for all is free ; 

I wilj in no wise cast him out 

That comes a sinner unto me : i 

1 can to none myself deny ; 

Why, sinners, will ye perish, why ? ' 

837 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

The universal invitation. 

SINNERS, believe the gospel word, 
Jesus is come your souls to save! 
Jesus is come, your common Lord ; 

Pardon ye all through him may have, — 
May now be saved, whoever will : 
This man receiveth sinners still. 

2 See where the lame, the halt, the blind. 
The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor, 

Flock to the Friend of human kind, 
And freely all accept their cure ! 

To whom did he his help deny ? 

Whom, in his days of flesh, pass by ? 

3 Did not his word the fiends expel, 
The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead? 

Did he not all their sickness heal, 

And satisfy their every need? 
Did he reject his helpless clay, 
Or send them sorrowful away ? 

4 Nay, but his bowels yearned to see 
The people hungry, scattered, faint : 

Nay, but he uttered over thee, 
Jerusalem, a true complaint : 
Jerusalem, who shedd'st his blood, 
That, with his tears, for thee hath flowed. 


338 S. M. Watts. 

Isaiah xlv. 21-25. 

THE Lord on high proclaims 
His Godhead from his throne: 
M Mercy and justice are the names 
By which I will be known. 

2 "Ye dying souls, that sit 
In darkness and distress, 

Look, from the borders of the pit, 
To my recov'ring grace." 

3 Sinners shall hear the sound ; 
Their thankful tongues shall own, 

" Our righteousness and strength are found 
In thee, the Lord, alone." 

i In thee shall Israel trust, 

And see their guilt forgiven ; 
God will pronounce the sinners just, 

And take the saints to heaven. 

b39 S. M. Watts. 

Invitation and learning. 

THE Lord declares his will, 
And keeps the world in awe ; 
Amidst the smoke on Sinai's hill 
Breaks out his fiery law. 

2 The Lord reveals his face, 
And, smiling from above, 

Sends down the gospel of his grace. 
Th' epistles of his love. 

3 These sacred words impart 
Our Maker's just commands ; 

The pity of his melting heart. 
And vengeance of his hands 


4 We read the heavenly word, 

We take the offered grace, 
Obey the statutes of the Lord, 

And trust his promises. 

340 C. M. Steele. 
The free invitation. 

THE Saviour calls — let every ear 
Attend the heavenly sound ; 
Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 
Hope smiles reviving round. 

2 For every thirsty, longing heart, 
Here streams of bounty flow ; 

And life, and health, and bliss, impart 
To banish mortal woe. 

3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise 
To ease your every pain ; 

(Immortal fountain ! full supplies !) 
Nor shall you thirst in vain. 

4 Ye sinners, come ; 'tis mercy's voice, 
The gracious call obey : 

Mercy invites to heavenly joys — 
And can you yet delay ? 

5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts ! 
To thee let sinners fly, 

And take the bliss thy love imparts ; 
And drink, and never die. 

341 C. M. Watts. 

The free invitation. 

JESUS, thy blessings are not few, 
Nor is thy gospel weak : 
Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew, 
And bow th' aspiring Greek. 


2 Wide as the reach of Satan's vage 
Doth thy salvation flow ; 

'Tis not confined to sex or age, 
The lofty or the low. 

3 While grace is offered to the princ^ 
The poor may take their share ; 

No mortal has a just pretence 
To perish in despair. 

4 Come, all ye vilest sinners, come ; 
He '11 form your souls anew : 

His gospel and his heart have room 
For rebels such as you 

342 10,10,11,11. C.! 

Jesus recommended. 

THY faithfulness, Lord, Each moment we find 
So true to thy word, So loving and kind : 
Thy mercy so tender To all the lost race, 
The vilest offender May turn and find grace. 

2 The mercy I feel, To others I show ; 
I set to my seal That Jesus is true : 

Ye all may find favor Who come at his call, 
come to my Saviour, His grace is for all. 

3 To save what was lost From heaven he came ; 
Come, sinners, and trust In Jesus's name ! 

He offers you pardon ; He bids you be free : 
" If sin be your burden, come unto me !" 

4 let. me commend my Saviour to you ; 
The publican's Friend, And Advocate too. 
For you he is pleading His merits and death : 
With God interceding For sinners beneath. 

5 Then let us submit His grace to receive; 
Fall down at his feet, And gladly believe : 
We all are forgiven For Jesus's sake : 

Our title to heaven. His merits we take 


343 10,10,11,11. C. Wesley. 
"This man receiveth sinners.'" 

~\T~E neighbors and friends. To Jesus draw near; 
X His love condescends, By titles so dear, 
To call and invite you His triumph to prove, 
And freely delight you In Jesus's love. 

2 The blind are restored Through Jesus's 

name ; 
They see their dear Lord, And follow the Lamb; 
The halt — they are walking, And running 

their race ; 
The dumb — they are talking Of Jesus's grace. 

3 The deaf hear his voice, And comforting 

word ; 
It bids them rejoice In Jesus their Lord: 
" Thy sins are forgiven. Accepted thou art;" 
They listen, and heaven Springs up in their 


4 The lepers from all Their spots are made 

clean ; 
The den I by his call Are raised from their sin; 
In Jesus' compassion The sick find a cure ; 
And gospel salvation Is preached to the poor. 

5 Jesus, ride on, Till all are subdued ; 

Thy mercy make known, And sprinkle thy 

Display thy salvation, And teach the new song 
To every nation, And people, and tongue. 

344 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley 
Fly to Jesus. 

TTTEARY souls that wander wide 

W From the central point of bliss. 
Turn to Jesus crucified, 

Fly to those dear wounds of his ; 


Sink into the purple flood ; 
Rise into the life of God. 

2 Find in Christ the way of peace, 
Peace unspeakable, unknown ! 

By his pain he gives you ease, 
Life by his expiring groan ; 
Rise exalted by his fall, 
Find in Christ your all in all. 

3 believe the record true, 

God to you his Son hath given ; 
Ye may now be happy too ; 

Find on earth the life of heaven : 
Live the life of heaven above, 
All the life of glorious love. 

4 This the universal bliss, 
Bliss for every soul designed ; 

God's primeval promise this, 

God's great gift to all mankind: 
Blessed in Christ this moment be, 
Blessed to all eternity ! 

345 7s. C. Weslby 

The expostulation. 
IINNERS, turn, why will ye die? 
O God, your Maker, asks you why 1 
God, who did your being give, 
Made you with himself to live, — 
He the fatal cause demands, 
Asks the work of his own hands. 
Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
Will ye cross his love, and die ? 

2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
God, your Savour, asks you why ! 
God, who did your souls retrieve, 
Died himself that ye might live. 



Will ye let him die in vain ? 
Crucify your Lord again ? 
Why, ye ransomed sinners, "why 
Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 

3 Sinners, turn, -why -will ye die ? 
God, the Spirit, asks you why ? 
He, who all your lives hath strove, 
Wooed you to embrace his love: 
Will ye not his grace receive ? 
Will ye still refuse to live ? 
Why, ye long-sought sinners, why 
Will ye grieve your God, and die ? 

346 7S. C. WEStFY. 


LET the beasts their breath resign, 
Strangers to the life divine ; 
Who their God can never know, 
Let their spirits downward go. 
Ye for higher ends were born; 
Ye may all to God return ; 
Dwell with him above the sky: 
Why will ye for ever die ? 

2 Ye on whom he favors showers. 
Ye, possessed of nobler powers ; 
Ye, of reason's powers possessed. 
Ye, with will and mem'ry blessed \ 
Ye, with finer sense endued. 
Creatures capable of God : 
Noblest of his creatures, why 
Why -will ye for ever die ? 

3 Ye who own his record true , 
Ye, his chosen people too ; 

Ye, who call the Saviour, Lord ; 
Ye, who read his written word| 


Ye, who see the gospel light; 
Claim a crown in Jesus' right : 
Why will ye, ye Christians, why 
Will the house of Israel die ? 

J347 7s. C. Wesley. 

TT7HAT could your Redeemer do, 

VV More than he hath clone for you ? 
To procure your peace with God, 
Could he more than shed his blood ? 
If your death were his delight, 
Would he you to life invite ! 
Would he ask, beseech, and cry, 
Why will ye resolve to die ? 

2 Sinners, turn, while God is near : 
Dare not think him insincere : 
Now, e'en now, your Saviour stands, 
All day long he spreads his hands ; 
Cries, "Ye will not happy be ; 

No, ye will not come to me, — 
Me, who life to none deny : 
Why will ye resolve to die ?" 

3 Can ye doubt if God is love ? 
If to all. his bowels move? 
Will ye not his word receive ? 
Will ye not his oath believe ? 
See, the suff 'ring God appears ; 
Jesus weeps ; believe his tears! 
Mingled with his blood, they cry, 
" Why will ye resolve to die ?" 

34.8 C. M. Montgomery. 

Worth of the soul. 


HAT is the thing of greatest price, 
The whole creation round 3? 


That which was lost in Paradise, 
That which in Christ is found: 

2 The soul of man — Jehovah's breath— 
That keeps two worlds at strife : 

Hell moves beneath to work its death, 
Heaven stoops to give it life. 

3 God, to reclaim it, did not spare 
His well-beloved Son : 

Jesus, to save it, deigned to bear 
The sins of all in one. 

4 The Holy Spirit sealed the plan, 
And pledged the blood divine, 

To ransom every soul of man; — 
That price was paid for mine. 

5 And is this treasure borne below, 
In earthen vessels frail? 

Can none its utmost value know, 
Till flesh and spirit fail ? 

6 Then let us gather round the cross, 
That knowledge to obtain ; 

Not by the soul's eternal loss, 
But everlasting gain. 

349 L. M. Gkiog. 

Revelation iii. 20. 
TOEHOLD a Stranger at the door ! 
13 He gently knocks, has knocked before ; 
Has waited long — is waiting still ; 
You treat no other friend so ill. 

2 lovely attitude! He stands 

With melting heart and bleeding hands ' 
matchless kindness ! and he shows 
This matchless kindness to his foes ! 

3 But will he prove a Friend indeed ? 
He will ; the very Friend you need ; 


The Friend of sinners — yes, 'tis He, 
With garments dyed on Calvary. 

4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine; 
Turn out his enemy and thine, 

That soul-destroying monster, sin, 
And let the heavenly Stranger in. 

5 Admit him, ere his anger burn ; 
His feet departed, ne'er return; 
Admit him, or the hour 's at hand, 
You'll at his door rejected stand. 

350 C. M. C. Wesley. 
Revelation iii. 20. 

COME, let us who in Christ believe, 
Our common Saviour praise : 
To Him, with joyful voices, give 
The glory of his grace. 

2 He now stands knocking at the door 
Of every sinner's heart: 

The worst need keep him out no more, 
Or force him to depart. 

3 Through grace we hearken to thy voice, 
Yield to be saved from sin ; 

In sure and certain hope rejoice, 
That thou wilt enter in. 

4 Come quickly in, thou heavenly Guest, 
Nor ever hence remove; 

But sup with us, and let the feast 
Be everlasting love. 

351 L. M. COLLTER 

"Return unto me." 

RETURN, wanderer, return ! 
And seek an injured Father's face: 
Those warm desires that in thee burn 
Were kindled hy reclaiming grace 


2 Return, wanderer, return, 

And seek a Father's melting heart ; 
His pitying eyes thy grief discern, 

His hand shall heal thine inwaid smart. 

3 Return, wanderer, return, 
Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live ; 

Go to his bleeding feet, and learn 
How freely Jesus can forgive. 

4 Return, wanderer, return, 
And wipe away the falling tear ; 

'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn ," 
'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 

352 11.10,11,10. Moose 
Come,ye disconsolate. 

C10ME, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish. 
J Come, and at God's altar fervently kneel 
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your 
anguish ; 
Earth has no sorrow that Heav'n cannot heal. 

2 Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying, 
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure, 

Here speaks the Comforter, in God's name 
Earth has no sorrow that Heav'n cannot cure 

3 Go, ask the infidel what boon he brings us — 
"What charm for aching hearts he can reveal, 

Sweet as the heavenly promise hope sings us. 
Earth has no sorrow that God cannot heal. 

353 C. M. Fawcett. 
Urgent appeal. 

SINNERS, the voice of God regard ; 
'Tis mercy speaks to-day : 
He calls you by his sacred word 
From sin's destructive way. 


2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, 
You live devoid of peace ; 

A thousand stings within your breast 
Deprive your souls of ease. 

3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell : 
Why will you persevere ? 

Can you in endless torments dwell, 
Shut up in black despair ? 

4 Why will you in the crooked ways 
Of sin and folly go ? 

In pain you travel all your days, . 
To reap eternal woe. 

5 But he that turns to God shall live 
Through his abounding grace : 

His mercy will the guilt forgive 
Of those that seek his face. 

6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 
Renouncing every sin ; 

Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
And learn his will divine. 

354: L - M. D WIGHT. 

"Now is the accepted time." 
YTTHILE life prolongs its precious light, 
V V Mercy is found, and peace is given ; 
But so~n, ah soon, approaching night 
Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 

J While God invites, how blessed the day ! 

How sweet the gospel's charming sound . 
Come, sinners, haste, haste away, 

While yet a pard'ning God is found. 

3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, 
Shall death command you to the grave. 

Before his bar your spirits bring, 
And none be found to hear or save. 


4 In that loue land of deep despair 
No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, 

So God regard your bitter prayer, 
No Saviour call you to the skies. 


li Now is the day of salvation.'''' 

TO-MORROW, Lord, is thine, 
Lodged in thy sovereign hand, 
And if its sun arise and shine, 
It shines by thy command. 

2 The present moment fiies, 
And bears our life away ; 

! make thy servants truly "wise, 
That they may live to-day. 

3 Since on this winged hour 
Eternity is hung, 

Waken, by thy almighty power, 
The aged and the young. 

4 One thing demands our care ; 
! be it still pursued, 

Lest, slighted once, the season fair 

Should never be renewed. 
•5 To Jesus may we fly, 

Swift as the morning light, 
Lest life's young golden beam should die 

In sudden, endless night. 

♦56 8,7,8,7,4,7. Goods 

Psalm 1. 16, 17, 20, 21, 
TT7"HY, sinner, me profaning, 
VV Why, says God, my statutes name? 
Why,my cov'nant grace disdaining, 
Still my cov'nant grace proclaim ? 

Hating counsel ; 
All my laws exposed to shame. 


2 Long in silence I have waited, 
Long thy guilt in secret grown ; 

Till thy heart, with pride elated, 
Thought my counsels like thy own. 

I'll reprove thee, 
Till thy crimes exact are known. 

i Sinners, hear Jehovah speaking ! 

Ye who, thoughtless, God despise ! 
Hear, lest, in his wrath awaking, 

Vengeance rend you as it flies ; 
None can save you, 

If his arm to judgment rise. 

35V CM. Doddridge. 

Acts xvii. 30, 31. 
"T) EPENT, the voice celestial cries, 
X\j No longer dare delay ; 
The wretch that scorns the mandate dies, 
And meets a fiery day. 

2 The summons goes through ail the earth, 
Let earth attend and fear ; 

Listen, ye men of royal birth, 
And let your vassals hear. 

3 Together in his presence bow, 
And all your guilt confess ; 

Accept the offered Saviour now, 
Nor trifle with the grace. 

4 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, 
And call you to his bar ; 

For mercy knows th' appointed bound, 
And turns to vengeance there. 

i&& C. M. Doddridge. 

Romans ii. 4, 5. 

UNGRATEFUL, sinners, whence this scorn 
Of long-extended grace ? 


And whence this madness, that insults 
Th' Almighty to his face 9 

2 Is it because his patience waits. 
And pitying bowels move, 

Foil multiply audacious crimes, 
And spurn his richest love ? 

3 Is all the treasured wrath so small, 
You labor still for more, 

Though not eternal rolling years 
Can e'er exhaust the store ? 

4 Swift doth the day of vengeance come, 
Which must your sentence seal ; 

And righteous judgment, now unknown, 
In all its pomp reveal. 

5 Alarmed and melted at thy voice, 
Our conquered hearts would bow : 

And to escape the Thunderer then, 
Embrace the Saviour now. 

859 s - M - Doddridge 

The warning. 

A ND will the Judge descend? 
J\_ And must the dead arise ? 
And not a single soul escape 
His all-discerning eyes ! — 

2 And from his righteous lips 
Shall this dread sentence sound, 

And through the millions of the damned 
Spread black despair around ? — 

3 "Depart from me, accursed, 
To everlasting flame, 

For rebel-angels first prepared, 
Where mercy never came." 

4 How will my heart endure 
The terrors of that daj, 



When earth and heaven before his face. 
Astonished, shrink away ? 

5 But ere that trumpet shakes 
The mansions of the dead, 

Hark, from the gospel's gentle voice 
What joyful tidings spread! 

6 Ye sinners, seek his grace, 
Whose wrath ye cannot bear : 

Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
And find salvation there. 

860 7s - T - Scott. 

"Escape for thy life." 

HASTEN, sinner, to be wise ; 
Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
Wisdom, if thou still despise, 
Harder is she to be won. 

2 Hasten, mercy to implore ; 
Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 

Lest thy season should be o'er 
Ere this evening's stage be run. 

3 Hasten, sinner, to return ; 
Stay not for the morrow's sun , 

Lest thy lamp should cease to burn 
Ere salvation's work is done. 

4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest ; 
Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 

Lest the curse should thee arrest 
Ere the morrow is begun. 

861 8,7,8,7,4,7. Newton. 
"Prepare to meet thy God." 

DAY of judgment, day of wonders ! 
Hark ! the trumpet's awful sound ! 


Louder than a thousand thunders. 
Shakes the vast creation round! 

How the summons 
Will the sinner's heart confound ! 

2 See the Judge, our nature wearing, 
Clothed in majesty divine ! 

You who long for his appearing 

Then shall say, "This God is mine." 

Gracious Saviour, 
Own me in that day for thine ! 

3 At his call the dead awaken, — 
Rise to life from earth and sea; 

All the powers of nature, shaken 
By his looks, prepare to flee : 

Careless sinner, 
What will then become of thee ? 

362 L - M - DODDEIDGB 

Grieving for the transgressors. 

ARISE, my tend'rest thoughts, arise ; 
To torrents melt my streaming eyes ; 
And thou, my heart, with anguish feel 
Those evils which thou canst not heal. 

2 See human nature sunk in shame ; 
See scandals poured on Jesus' name ; 
The Father wounded through the Son; 
The world abused, the soul undone. 

3 See the short course of vain delight 
Closing in everlasting night — 

In flames, that no abatement know 
Though briny tears for ever flow. 

4 My God, I feel the mournful scene ; 
My bowels yearn o'er dying men ; 
And fain my pity would reclaim, 

And snatch the firebrands from the flame 



5 But feeble my compassion proves, 
And can but weep where most it loves ; 
Thy own all-saving arm employ, 
And turn these drops of grief to joy. 

r -363 C. M. Cowpee. 

Before preaching to the young. 

G\ RACE is a plant, where'er it grows, 
T Of pure and heavenly root; 
But fairest in the youngest shows, 
And yields the sweetest fruit. 

2 Ye careless, ones, hear betimes 
The voice of sovereign love ! 

Your youth is stained with many crimes, 
But mercy reigns above. 

3 True, you are young, but there's a stone 
Within the youngest breast, 

Or half the crimes which you have done 
Would rob you of your rest. 

4 For you the public prayer is made, 
join the public prayer ! 

For you the secret tear is shed, 
shed yourselves a tear ! 

5 We pray that you may early prove 
The Spirit's power to teach; 

You cannot be too young to love 
That Jesus whom we preach. 

3(5 4_ C. M. Doddridge. 

Before preaching to the young. 

T^E hearts with youthful vigor warm, 

I In smiling crowds draw near, 
And turn from evei^ mortal charai, 
A Saviour's voice to hear. 


2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high. 
Stoops to converse with you ; 

And lays his radiant glories by, 
Tour friendship to pursue. 

3 " The soul that longs to see nry face, 
Is sure my love to gain : 

And those that early seek my grace. 
Shall never seek in vain/' 

4 What object, Lord, my soul should move, 
If once compared with thee ? 

What beauty should command my love, 
Like what in Christ I see ? 

5 Away, ye false, delusive toys, 
Yain tempters of ihe mind ! 

"lis here I fix my lasting choice, 
And here true bliss I find. 

365 C. M. Gibboxs 

Eccles. xii. 1. 

IN the soft season of thy youth, 
In nature's smiling bloom, 
Ere age arrives, and trembling waits 

Its summons to the tomb, — 
Remember thy Creator now ; 

For him thy powers employ ; 
Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope, 
Thy confidence and joy. 

2 He shall defend and guide thy youf j. 

Through life's uncertain sea, 
Till thou art landed on the coast 

Of blessed eternity. 
Then seek the Lord betimes, and choose 

The path of heavenly truth : 
This earth affords no lovelier sight 

Than a religious youth. 


366 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Before evening sermon. 

THOU Son of God, whose flaming eyes 
Our inmost thoughts perceive, 
Accept the evening sacrifice 
Which now to thee we give. 

2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 
And think ourselves sincere ; 

But show us, Lord, is every one 
Thy real worshipper ? 

3 Is here a soul that knows thee not, 
Nor feels his want of thee ; 

A stranger to the blood which bought 
His pardon on the tree ? 

4 Convince him now of unbelief, 
His desp'rate state explain ; 

And fill his heart with sacred grief, 
And penitential pain. 

5 Speak with that voice that wakes the dead, 
And bid the sleeper rise ; 

And bid his guilty conscience dread 
The death that never dies. 

6 Extort the cry, "What must be done 
To save a wretch like me ? 

How shall a trembling sinner shun 
That endless misery ? 

7 " I must this instant now begin 
Out of my sleep to wake, 

And turn to God, and every sin 
Continually forsake : 

8 "I must for faith incessant cry, 
And wrestle, Lord, with thee ; 

I must be born again, or die 
To all eternity !" 


367 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Before preaching to formalists. 

THE men who slight thy faithful word, 
In their own lies confide. 
These are the temple of the Lord, 
And heathens all beside ! 

2 The temple of the Lord are these, 
The only Church and true, 

Who live in pomp, and wealth, and ease, 
And Jesus never knew! 

3 wouldst thou, Lord, reveal their sins, 
And turn their joy to grief; 

The world, the Christian world, convince 
Of damning unbelief ! 

4 The formalists confound, convert. 
And to thy people join ; 

And break, and fill the broken heart 
With confidence divine ! 

368 C. M. C. Wesley 

Before an awakening sermon. 

C10ME, thou all- victorious Lord, 
/ Thy power to us make known ; 
Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
And break these hearts of stone. 

2 that we all might now begin 
Our foolishness to mourn ! 

And turn at once from every sin, 
And to the Saviour turn. 

3 Give us ourselves and thee to know 
In this our gracious day : 

Repentance unto life bestow, 
And take our sins away. 

4 Convince us first of unbelief, 
And freely then release : 

Fill every soul with sacred grief, 
And then with sacred peace. 


5 Impov'rish, Lord, and then relieve, 
And then enrich the poor: 

The knowledge of our sickness give, 
The knowledge of our cure. 

6 That blessed sense of guilt impart, 
And then remove the load : 

Trouble, and wash the troubled heart 
In the atoning blood. 

7 Our desp'rate state through sin declare, 
And speak our sins forgiven : 

By perfect holiness prepare, 
And take us up to heaven. 

U69 L - M - C. Wesle? 

Before an inviting sermon. 

SHEPHERD of souls, with pitying eye, 
The thousands of our Israel see ; 
To thee, in their behalf, we cry, 
Ourselves but newly found in thee. 

2 See where o'er desert wastes they err, 
And neither food nor feeder have ; 

Nor fold nor place of refuge near; 
For no man cares their souls to save. 

8 Thy people, Lord, are sold for naught ; 
Nor know they their Redeemer nigh : 

They perish whom thyself hast bought ; 
Their souls for lack of knowledge die. 

4 Why should the foe thy purchase seize ? 
Remember, Lord, thy dying groans : 

The meed of all thy suff 'rings these : 
O claim them for thy ransomed ones ! 

5 Still let the publicans draw near : 
Open the door of faith and heaven ; 

And grant their hearts thy word to hear, 
And witness all their sins forgiven. 


370 C. M. C. We^isy. 

Before an inviting sermon. 

JESUS, Redeemer of mankind, 
Display thy saving power ; 
Thy mercy let th a ?3 outcasts find, 
And know their gracious hour. 

2 Ah ! give them, Lord, a longer space, 
Nor suddenly consume ; 

But let them take the proffered grace, 
And flee the wrath to come. 

3 wouldst thou cast a pitying look, 
All goodness as thou art, 

Like that which faithless Peter's broke, 
On every stony heart ! 

4 Who thee beneath their feet have trod, 
And crucified afresh, 

Touch with thine all-victorious blood, 
And turn the stone to flesh. 

5 Open their eyes thy cross to see, 
Their ears to hear thy cries : 

Sinner, thy Saviour weeps for thee, 
For thee he weeps and dies. 

6 All the day long he meekly stands, 
His rebels to receive; 

And shows his wounds, and spreads his hands, 
And bids you turn and live 

7 Turn, and your sins of deepest dye 
He will with blood efface : 

E'en now he waits the blood t' apply; 
Be saved, be saved by grace ! 

8 Be saved from hell, from sin, and fear : 
He speaks you now forgiven : 

Walk with your God, be perfect here, 
And then come up to heaven. 


371 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Before an inviting sermon. 

JESUS, thou all-redeeming Lord, 
Thy blessing we implore ; 
Open the door to preach thy word, 
The great effectual door. 

2 Gather the outcasts in, and save 
From sin and Satan's power ; 

And let them now acceptance have, 
And know their gracious hour. 

3 Lover of souls ! thou know'st to prize 
What thou hast bought so dear : 

Come, then, and in thy people's eyes, 
With all thy wounds appear ! 

4 Appear, as when of old confessed, 
The suff'ring Son of God; 

And let them see thee in thy vest, 
But newly dipped in blood. 

5 The hardness from their hearts remove, 
Thou Avho for all hast died ; 

Show them the tokens of thy love, 
Thy feet, thy hands, thy side. 

6 Thy feet were nailed to yonder tree 
To trample down their sin ; 

Thy hands stretched out they all may see, 
To take thy murd'rers in. 

7 Thy side an open fountain is, 
Where all may freely go, 

And drink the living streams of bliss, 
And wash them white as snow. 

8 Ready thou art the blood t' apply, 
And prove the record true; 

And all thy wounds to sinners cry, 
"I suffered this for you!" 


■pjtliitmttal <&xtxtisi8. 

372 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Praying for repentance. 

J7ATHETL of lights, from whom proceeds 
_(] Whate'er thy every creature needs, — 
Whose goodness, providently nigh, 
Feeds the young ravens when they cry, — 
To thee I look, my heart prepare ; 
Suggest, and hearken to my prayer. 

2 Since, by thy light, myself I see 
Naked, and poor, and void of thee, 
Thine eyes must all my thoughts survey, 
Preventing what my lips would say : 
Thou seest my wants, for help they call, 
And ere I speak thou know'st them all. 

3 Thou know'st the baseness of my mind, 
Wayward, and impotent, and blind ; 
Thou know'st how unsubdued my will, 
Averse to good, and prone to ill ; 

Thou know'st how wide my passions rove, 
Nor checked by fear, nor charmed by love. 

4 Fain would I know, as known by thee. 
And feel the indigence I see : 

Fain would I all my vileness own, 
And deep beneath the burden groan I 
Abhor the pride that lurks within, 
Detest, and loathe myself and sin. 

5 Ah ! give me, Lord, myself to feel, 
My total misery reveal : 

Ah ! give me, Lord, (I still would say,) 
A heart to mourn, a heart to pray : 
My business this, my only care, 
My life, my every breath, be prayer. 


373 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Praying for repentance. 

JESUS, my Advocate above, 
My Friend before the throne of love, 
If now for me prevails thy prayer, 
If now I find thee pleading there, 
If thou the secret wish convey, 
And sweetly prompt my heart to pray, — 
Hear, and my weak petitions join, 
Almighty Advocate, to thine. 

2 Fain would I know my utmost ill, 
And groan my nature's weight to feel ; 
To feel the clouds that round me roll, 
The night that hangs upon my soul, 
The darkness of my carnal mind, 

My will perverse, my passions blind, 
Scattered o'er all the earth abroad, 
Immeasurably far from God. 

3 sovereign Love, to thee I cry ! 
Give me thyself, or else I die ! 

Save me from death ; from hell set free ! 
Death, hell, are but the want of thee. 
Quickened by thy imparted flame; 
Saved, when possessed of thee, I am: 
My life, my only heaven thou art ; 
might I feel thee in my heart ! 

ST^ 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley. 

Praying for repentance. 

SAVIOUR, Prince of Israel's race, 
See me from thy lofty throne ; 
Give the sweet relenting grace, 

Soften now this heart of stone! 
Stone to flesh, God, convert : 
Cast a look, and break my heart I 


2 By thy Spirit, Lord, reprove. 
All mine inmost sins reveal ; 
Sins against thy light and love, 

Let me see, and let me feel ; 
Sins that crucified my God, 
Spilled again thy precious blood. 

3 Jesus, seek thy wand'ring sheep, 
Make me restless to return ; 

Bid me look on thee and weep, 

Bitterly as Peter mourn ; 
Till I say, by grace restored, 
" Now, .thou know'st, I love thee, Lord ' 

4 Might I in thy sight appear, 
As the publican distressed ; 

Stand, not daring to draw near ; 
Smite on my unworthy breast; 
Groan the sinner's only plea, 
" God be merciful to me !" 

5 remember me for good, 
Passing through the mortal vale : 

Show me the atoning blood 

When my strength and spirits fail . 
Give my gasping soul to see 
Jesus crucified for me. 

875 S. M. C Wesley 

Praying for lepentance. 

OTHAT I could repent, 
With all my idols part ; 
And to thy gracious eye present 
A humble, contrite heart. 

2 A heart with grief oppressed 
For having grieved my God ; 

A troubled heart that cannot rest 
Till sprinkled with thy blood- 


8 Jesus, on me bestow 

The penitent desire : 
With true sincerity of woe 

JYIy aching breast inspire : 

1 With soft'ning pity look, 
And melt my hardness down : 

Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, 
And break this heart of stone ! 

#7(3 S. M. C. Wesley 

Praying for repentance. 

OTHAT I could repent ! 
that I could believe ! 
Thou, by thy voice omnipotent, 

The rock in sunder cleave : 
Thou, by thy two-edged sword, 

My soul and spirit part ; 
Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
And break my stubborn heart. 

2 Saviour and Prince of peace, 
The double grace bestow : 

Unloose the bands of wickedness, 

And let the captive go : 
Grant me my sins to feel, 

And then the load remove : 
Wound, and pour in, my wounds to heal. 

The balm of pard'ning love. 

3 This is thy will, I know, 
That I should holy be ; 

Should let my sins this moment go, 

This moment turn to thee : 
might I now embrace 

Thy all-sufficient power! 
And never more to sin give place, 

And never grieve thee morel 


377 CM. C. Wesley. 

Praying for repentance. 

OFOR that tenderness of heart 
Which bows before the Lord, 
Acknowledging how just thou art, 

And trembling at thy word ! 
for those humble, contrite tears, 

Which from repentance flow ; 
That consciousness of guilt which fears 
The long-suspended blow ! 

2 Saviour, to me in pity give 

The sensible distress ; 
The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, 

And bid me die in peace : 
Wilt from the dreadful day remove, 

Before the evil come ; 
My spirit hide with saints above, 

My body in the tomb. 

378 S. M. C. Wesley 

Praying for repentance. 

THAT I could revere 
My much-offended God ! 
that I could but stand in fear 
Of thy afflicting rod ! 

2 If mercy cannot draw, 
Thou by thy threat'ning move* 

And keep an abject soul in awe, 
That will not yield to love. 

3 Let me with horror fly 
From every sinful snare ; 

Nor ever in my Judge's eye 
My Judge's anger dare. 

4 Thou great tremendous God, 
The conscious awe impart ; 


The grace be now on me bestowed, 
The tender fleshly heart : 

5 For Jesus' sake alone, 

The stony heart remove : 
And melt, at last, melt me down, 

Into the mould of love ! 

879 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley 

Praying for repentance. 

JESUS, let thy pitying eye 
Call back a wand'ring sheep ; 
False to thee, like Peter, I 

Would fain like Peter weep. 
Let me be by grace restored; 

On me be all long- suff 'ring shown; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 
And break my heart of stone. 

2 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above, 
Repentance to impart, 

Give me, through thy dying love, 

The humble, contrite heart : 
Give what I have long implored, 

A portion of thy grief unknown ; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

3 For thine own compassion's sake, 
The gracious wonder show ; 

Cast my sins behind thy back, 

And wash me white as snow : 
If thy bowels now are stirred, 

If now I do myself bemoan, 
Turn, and look upon mc, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

4 See me, Saviour, from above, 
Nor suffer me to die I 


Life, and happiness, and love, 

Drop from thy gracious eye : 
Speak the reconciling word, 

And let thy mercy melt me dowa : » 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

5 Look, as when thine eye pursued 
The first apostate man ; 

Saw him welt'ring in his blood, 

And bade him rise again : 
Speak my paradise restored ; 

Redeem me by thy grace alone : 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

6 Look as when thy languid eye 
Was closed that we might live : 

" Father," (at the point to die 
My Saviour gasped,) "forgive!" 

Surely with that dying word 

He turns, and looks, and cries, ' ' ! Tis done !' ; 

my bleeding, loving Lord, 

Thou break'st my heart of stone ! 

380 L- M. Watts, 

Psalm li. 1-4. 

SHOW pity, Lord, Lord, forgive, 
Let a repenting rebel live : 
Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
May not a sinner trust in thee ? 

2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
The power and glory of thy grace : 
Great God, thy nature hath no bound. 
So let thy pard'ning love be found. 

8 wash my soul from every sin ! 
And make my guilty conscience clean ! 


Here on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offences pain mine eyes. 

4 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
Against thy law, against thy grace: 
Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, 
I am condemned, but thou art clear. 

5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 

1 must pronounce thee just in death ; 
And if my soul were sent to hell, 
Thy righteous law approves it well. 

6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, 
Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 

381 L- M. Watts. 

Psalm li. 5-8. 

LOPtD, we are vile, conceived in sin, 
And born unholy and unclean ; 
Sprung lrorn the man whose guilty fall 
Corrupts, his race, and taints us all. 

2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 
The seeds of sin grow up for death : 
Thy law demands a perfect heart, 
But we're defiled in every part. 

3 Great God, create my heart anew, " 
And form my spirit pure and true ; 

make me wise betimes to see 
My danger and my remedy ! 

4 Behold, I fall before thy face ; 
My only refuge is thy grace : 

No outward forms can make me clean ; 
The leprosy lies deep within. 

5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, 
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, 


Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea. 
Can wash the dismal stain away. 

6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone 
Hath power sufficient to atone; 

Thy blood can make me white as snow : 
No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 

7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace 
Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease : 

Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice, 
And make my broken heart rejoice. 

382 L. M. Watts. 

Psalm li. 9-12. 

OTHOU, who hear'st when sinners cry, 
Though all my crimes before thee lie, 
Behold them not with angry look, 
But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 

2 Create my nature pure within, 

' And form my soul averse from sin : 
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, 
Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 

3 I cannot live without thy light, 
Cast out and banished from thy sight ! 
Thy holy joys, my God restore, 

And guard me that I fall no more. 

4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord, 
Thy help and comfort still afford ; 

And let a wretch come near thy throne. 
To plead the merits of thy Son 

883 L - M. Watts. 

Psalm li. 13-19. 

A BROKEN heart, my God, my King, 
To thee a sacrifice 1 bring : 
The God of grace will ne'er despise 
A broken heart for sacrifice. 


2 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
And owns thy dreadful sentence just: 
Look down, Lord, with pitying eye, 
And save the soul condemned to die. 

3 Then will I teach the world thy ways, 
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; 
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, 
And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 

4 may thy love inspire my tongue ! 
Salvation shall be all my song ; 

And all my powers shall join to bless 
The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 

384 C. M. C. Wesley. 

The resolve. 
QHALL I, amidst a ghastly band, 
IO Dragged to the judgment, seat, 
Far on the left with horror stand, 
My fearful doom to meet ? — 

2 Dissolved are nature's closest ties, 
And bosom-friends forgot, 

When God, the just avenger, cries, 
Depart, I know you not ! — 

3 But must I from his glorious face, 
From all his saints retire ? 

But must I go to my own place 
In everlasting fire ? — 

4 Ah ! no : — I still may turn and live. 
For still his wrath delays ; 

He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve, 
And offers me his grace. 

5 I will accept his offers now, 
From every sin depart , 

Perform my oft-repeated vow, 
And render him my heart. 


6 I will improve what I receive, 
The grace through Jesus given ; 

Sure, if with God on earth I live, 
To live with God in heaven 

335 7S. C WE31E1 

The invitation accepted. 

C10ME, ye weary sinners, come, 
) All who groan beneath your load , 
Jesus calls his wand'rers home : 

Hasten to your pard'ning God. 

Come, ye guilty souls, oppressed, 

Answer to the Saviour's call, — 

" Come, and I will give you rest : 

Come, and I will save you all." 

2 Jesus, full of truth and love, 
We thy kindest word obey ; 

Faithful let thy mercies prove ; 

Take our load of guilt away : 
Fain we would on thee rely, 

Cast on thee our every care, 
To thine arms of mercy fly, 

Find our lasting quiet there. 

3 Burdened with a world of grief, 
Burdened with our sinful load, 

Burdened with this unbelief, 

Burdened with the wrath of God : 

Lo ! we come to thee for ease, 
True and gracious as thou art ; 

Now our groaning souls release, 
Write forgiveness on our heart 

386 C. M. C, Wesley. 

Feeling after God. 

GOD is in this and every place ! 
But, 0, how dark and void 


To me ! — 'Tis one great wilderness, 
This earth without my God. 

2 Empty of Him who all things fills, 
Till he his light, impart, 

Till he his glorious self reveals, 
The veil is on my heart. 

3 thou who seest and know'st my grief, 
Thyself unseen, unknown, 

Pity my helpless unbelief, 
And break my heart of stone. 

4 Regard me with a gracious eye, 
The long-sought blessing give; 

And bid me, at the point to die, 
Behold thy face and live. 

5 Now, Jesus, now the Father's love 
Shed in my heart abroad : 

The middle wall of sin remove, 
And let me into God. 

387 C. M. C. Wesley 

Having the form of godliness. 

LONG have I seemed to serve thee, Lord, 
With unavailing pain : 
Fasted, and prayed, and read thy word, 
And heard it preached in vain. 

2 Oft did I with th' assembly join, 
And near thy altar drew : 

A form of godliness was miue. 
The power I never knew. 

3 I rested in the outward law, 
Nor knew its deep design : 

The length and breadth I never saw, 
And height, of love Divine. 

4 To please thee thus, at length I see. 
Vainly \ hoped and strove ; 


For what are outward things to thee. 
Unless they spring from love ? 

I see the perfect law requires 
Truth in the inward parts ; 

Our full consent, our whole desires, 
Our undivided hearts. 

6 But I of means have made my boast, 
Of means an idol made : 

The spirit in the letter lost. 
The substance in the shade. 

7 Where am I now ? what is my hope ? 
What can my weakness do ? 

Jesus, to thee my soul looks up : 
'Tis thou must make it new. 

388 C- M - C. WESLEt 

Seeking the power. 

STILL, for thy loving-kindness, Lord, 
I in thy temple wait : 

1 look to find thee in thy word, 

Or at thy table meet. 

2 Here in thine own appointed ways, 
I wait to leaim thy will ; 

Silent I stand before thy face, 
And hear thee say, " Be still ! 

3 " Be still ! and know that I am God ["— 
'Tis all I live to know ; 

To feel the virtue of thy blood, 
And spread its praise below ! 

4 I wait my vigor to renew, 
Thine image to retrieve ! 

The veil 'of outward things pass through, 
And gasp in thee to live. 


5 I work ; and own the labor vain, 
And thus from works I cease : 

I strive ; and see my fruitless pain, 
Till God create my peace. 

6 Fruitless, till thou thyself impart, 
Must all my efforts prove : 

They cannot change a sinful heart, 
They cannot purchase love. 

7 I do the things thy laws enjoin, 
And then the strife give o'er : 

To thee I then the whole resign, 
I trust in means no more. 

8 I trust in Him who stands between 
The Father's wrath and me : 

Jesus, thou great eternal Mean, 

1 look for all from thee ! 

389 S. M. C. Wesley. 

The humbled Pharisee. 

MY gracious, loving Lord, 
To thee what shall I say ? 
Well may I tremble at thy word, 
And scarce presume to pray ! 

2 Yes, Lord, well might I fear, 
Fear e'en to ask thy grace ; 

So oft have I, alas ! drawn near, 
And mocked thee to thy face. 

3 With all pollutions stained, 
Thy hallowed courts I trod : 

Thy name and temple I profaned, 
And dared to call thee God. 

4 My nature I obeyed ; 
My own desires pui'sued ; 

And still a den of thieves I made 
The hallowed house of God. 


5 My sin and nakedness 
T studied to disguise : 

Spoke to my soul a flatt'ring peace. 
And put out my own eyes. 

6 In fig-leaves I appeared. 

Nor with my form would part : 
But still retained a conscience seared. 
A hard, deceitful heart. 

390 S. M. O.Wbsmi 


A GOODLY, formal saint, 
I long appeared in sight : 
By self and Satan taught to paint 
My tomb, my nature, white. 

2 The Pharisee within 

Still undisturbed remained : 
The strong man. armed with guilt of sin, 
Safe in his palace reigned. 

3 But ! the jealous God 
In my behalf came down ; 

Jesus himself the stronger showed. 
And claimed me for his own. 

4 My spirit he alarmed 
And brought into distress : 

/Te shook and bound the strong man armed 
In his self-righteousness. 

5 Faded my virtuous show, 
My form without the power : 

The sin-convincing Spirit blew, 
And blasted every flower. 

6 My mouth was stopped, and shame 
Covered my guilty face : 

I fell on the atoning Lamb. 
And I was saved by grace. 


391 C. M. Addison. 


WHEN, rising from the bed of death, 
Overwhelmed with gnilt and fear, 
F view my Maker face to face, 
how shall I appear ! 

2 If yet, while pardon may be found, 
And mercy may be sought, 

My soul with inward horror shrinks, 
And trembles at the thought : 

3 When thou, Lord, shalt stand disclosed 
In majesty severe, 

And sit in judgment on my soul. 
how shall I appear ! 

4 may my broken, contrite heart, 
Timely my sins lament, 

And early with repentant tears 
Eternal woe prevent. 

5 Behold the sorrows of my heart, 
Ere yet it be too late ; 

And hear my Saviour's dying groan, 
To give those sorrows weight ! 

6 For never shall my soul despair 
Her pardon to secure, 

Who knows thine only Son hath died 
To make that pardon sure. 

392 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wijslm 


HEARTS of stone, relent, relent, 
Break, by Jesus' cross subdued, 
See his body mangled, rent, 

Covered with a gore of blood ! 
Sinful soul, what hast thou done ? 
Murdered God's eternal Son. 


2 Yes, your sins have done the deed, 
Drove the nails that fix him here, 

Crowned with thorns his sacred head, 
Pierced him with the soldier's spear, 

Made his soul a sacrifice : 

For a sinful world he dies. 

8 Shall we let him die in vain ? 

Still to death pursue our God ! 
Open tear his wounds again, 

Trample on his precious blood? 
No : with all our sins we part — 
Saviour, take my broken heart ! 

393 L. M. Ham 

Hardness of heart lamented. 

OFOR a glance of heavenly day, 
To take this stubborn heart away, 
And thaw with beams of love Divine, 
This heart, this frozen heart of mine ! 

2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake ; 
The seas can roar ; the mountains shake : 
Of feeling, all things show some sign, 
But this unfeeling heart of mine. 

To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
Lord, an adamant would melt ! 
But I can read each moving line, 
And nothing moves this heart of mine. 

i Thy judgments, too, unmoved I hear, 
; Amazing thought !) which devils fear 
Goodness and wrath in vain combine 
To stir this stupid heart of mine. 

5 But something yet can do the deed ; 
And that blessed something much I need: 
Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 
A.nd melt and change this heart of mine 


394 S. m. c. WBSLi 

Surrendering the heart. 

WHEN shall thy love constrain, 
And force me to thy breast ? 
When shall my soul return again 
To her eternal rest ? 

2 Ah ! what avails my strife, 
My wand'ring to and fro ? 

Thou hast the words of endless life : 
Ah ! whither should I go ? 

3 Thy condescending grace 
To me did freely move : 

It calls me still to seek thy face, 
And stoops to ask my love. 

4 Lord, at thy feet I fall, 
I groan to be set free : 

I fain would now obey the call, 
And give up all for thee. 

5 To rescue me from woe, 

Thou didst with all things part, 
Didst lead a suff'ring life below, 
To gain my worthless heart. 

6 My worthless heart to gain, 
The God of all that breathe 

Was found in fashion as a man, 
And died a cursed death. 

395 S. M. C Wesllv, 


AND can I yet delay 
My little all to give ? 
To tear my soul from earth away 
For Jesus to receive ? 


2 Nay, but I yield, I yield ! 
I can hold out no more : 

# I sink, by dying love compelled, 
And own thee conqueror ! 

3 Though late, I all forsake ; 
My friends, my all resign : 

Gracious Redeemer, take, take, 
And seal me ever thine ! 

4 Come, and possess me whole, 
Nor hence again remove : 

Settle and fix my wav'ring soul 
With all thy weight of love. 

5 My one desire be this, 
Thy only love to know ; 

To seek and taste no other bliss, 
No other good below. 

6 My life, my portion thou, 
Thou all-sufficient art : 

My hope, my heavenly treasure, now 
Enter and keep my heart. 

396 L. M. C. Wesley 

Feeling after Christ. 

WHEN, gracious Lord, when shall it be 
That I shall find my all in thee » 
The fulness of thy promise prove, 
The seal of thine eternal love ? 

2 A poor blind child I wander here, 
If haply I may feel thee near : 

dark ! dark ! dark ! I still must say. 
Amidst the blaze of gospel day. 

3 Thee, only thee, I fain would find, 
And cast the world and flesh behind/ 
Thou, only thou, to me be given. 

Of all thou hast in earth or heaven. 


4 When from the arm of flesh set free, 
Jesus, my soul shall fly to thee : 
Jesus, when I have lost my all, • 

T shall upon thy bosom fall. 

397 L. M. C. Weslby. 

\ \ ^HOM man forsakes thou wilt not leave, 
VV Ready the outcasts to receive; 
Though all my simpleness I own, 
And all my faults to thee are known. 

2 Ah ! wherefore did I ever doubt ? 
Thou wilt in no wise cast me out, — 
A helpless soul that comes to thee, 
With only sin and misery. 

3 Lord, I am sick, — my sickness cure : 
I want, — do thou enrich the poor : 
Under thy mighty hand I stoop, 

lift the abject sinner up ! 

4 Lord, I am blind, — be thou my sight: 
Lord, I am w&ak, — be thou my might : 
A helper of the helpless be, 

And let me find my all in thee ! 

398 S. M. C. Wesley. 

Struggling after Christ. 

H ! whither should I go, 

Burdened, and sick, and faint ! 
To whom should I my troubles show, 

And pour out my complaint ? 
My Saviour bids me come ; 

Ah ! why do I delay ? 
He calls the weary sinner home, 
And yet from him I stay ! 

2 What is it keeps me back. 
From which I cannot part? 



Which will not let the Saviour take 

Possession of my heart ! 
gome cursed thing unknown 

Must surely lurk within : 
Some idol which I will not own, 

Some secret bosom-sin. 

8 Jesus, the hindrance show, 

Which I have feared to see ; 
And let me now consent to know 

What keeps me back from thee. 
Searcher of hearts, in mine 

Thy trying power display ; 
Into its darkest corners shine, 

And take the veil away. 

4 I now believe in thee 

Compassion reigns alone ; 
According to my faith, to me 

let it, Lord, be done ! 
In me is all the bar, 

Which thou wouldst fain remove ; 
Remove it, and I shall declare 

That God is only love. 

399 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

The mourner. 

JESUS, if still the same thou art, 
If all thy promises are sure, 
Set up thy kingdom in my heart, 

And make me rich, for I am poor : 
To me be all thy treasures given, 
The kingdom of an inward heaven. 
2 Thou hast pronounced the mourners blest, 

And lo ! for thee I ever mourn ; 
I cannot, no, I will not rest, 

Till thou, my only rest, return ; 
Till thou, the Prince of peace, appear. 
And I receive the Comforter. 


3 Where is the blessedness, bestowed 
On all that hunger after thee ? 

1 hunger now, I thirst for God; 

See the poor fainting sinner, see ; 
4aid satisfy with endless peace, 
And fill me with thy righteousness. 

4 Shine on thy work, disperse the gl^tn ; 
Light in thy light I then shall see ; 

Say to my soul, " Thy light is come, 

Glory divine is risen on thee ; 
Thy warfare 's past, thy mourning 's o'er; 
Look up, for thou shalt weep no more." 

100 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley 

Humble confession. 

WRETCHED, helpless, and distressed, 
Ah ! whither shall I fly ? 
Ever gasping after rest, 
I cannot find it nigh : 
Naked, sick, and poor, and blind, 

Fast bound in sin and misery, 
Friend of sinners, let me find 
My help, my all, in thee ! 

2 I am all unclean, unclean, 
Thy purity I want ; 

My whole heart is sick of sin, 

And my whole head is faint : 
Full of putrefying sores, 

Of bruises, and of wounds, my soul 
Looks to Jesus, help implores, 

And gasps to be made whole. 

3 In the wilderness I stray ; 
My foolish heart is blind ; 

Nothing do I know ; the way 
Of peace I cannct find: 


Jesus, Lord, restore my sight, 
And take, take the veil away ! 

Turn my darkness into light, 
My midnight into day. 

4 Naked of thine image, Lord, 
Forsaken, and alone : 

Unrenewed, and unrestored, 

I have not thee put on : 
Over me thy mantle spread, 

Send down thy likeness from above; 
Let thy goodness he displayed, 

And wrap me in thy love ! 

5 Poor, alas ! thou know'st I am, 
And would be poorer still ; 

See my wretchedness and shame, 

And all my vileness feel. 
No good thing in me resides, 

My soul is all an aching void, 
Till thy Spirit here abides, 

And I am filled with God. 

6 Jesus, full of truth and grace, 
In thee is all I want : 

Be the wand'rer's resting-place, 

A cordial to the faint ; 
Make me rich, for I am poor : 

In thee may I my Eden find ; 
To the dying, health restore, 

And eyesight to the blind. 

7 Clothe me with thy holiness, 
Thy meek humility : 

Put on me this glorious dress, 

Endue my soul with thee : 
Let thine image be restored. 

Thy name and nature let me prove; 
With thy fulness fill me, Lord, 

And perfect me in love. 


401 Jj- M. C. Wesley. 

Pathetic pleadings. 

MY suff 'rings all to thee are known, 
Tempted in every point like me ! 
Regard my grief, regard thy own ; 
Jesus, remember Calvary ! 

2 call to mind thy earnest prayers ! 
Thy agony and sweat of blood ! 

Thy strong and bitter cries and tears ! 
Thy mortal groan, " My God ! my God I" 

3 For whom didst thou the cross endure ? 
Who nailed thy body to the tree ? 

Did not thy death my life procure ? 

let thy bowels answer me ! 

4 Art thou not touched with human woe ? 
Hath pity left the Son of man ? 

Dost thou not all my sorrows know, 
And claim a share in all my pain ? 

5 Thou wilt not break a bruised reed, 
Or quench the smallest spark of grace, 

Till through the soul thy power is spread, 
Thy all-victorious righteousness. 

6 The clay of small and feeble things 

1 know thou never wilt despise ; 
T know, with healing in his wings, 

The Sun of righteousness shall rise. 

402 !•• M. C. Wesley. 

Awful distress. 

THOU Man of griefs, remember me, 
Who never canst thyself forget, 
Thy last mysterious agony, 

Thy fainting pangs and bloody sweat I 


2 "When wrestling in the strength of prayer, 
Thy spirit sunk beneath its load, 

Thy feeble flesh abhorred to bear 
The wrath of an almighty God. 

S Father, if I may call thee so, 
Regard my fearful heart's desire ; 

Remove this load of guilty woe, 
Nor let me in my sins expire ! 

4 I tremble, lest the wrath Divine, 
Which bruises now my wretched soul, 

Should bruise this wretched soul of mine 
Long as eternal ages roll. 

5 To thee my last distress I bring ; 
The heightened fear of death I find; 

The tyrant, brandishing his sili^', 
Appears, and hell is close behind. 

6 I deprecate that death alone, 

That endless banishment from thee : 
save, and give me to thy Son, 

Who trembled, wept, and bled for me ! 

103 C. M. C. Weslei 

The earnest suit. 

OTHAT I could my Lord receive, 
Who did the world redeem : 
Who gave his life that I might live 
A life concealed in him ! 

2 that I could the blessing prove, 
My heart's extreme desire ! 

Live happy in my Saviour's love, 
And in his arms expire ! 

3 In answer to ten thousand prayers, 
Thou pard'ning God, descend : 

Number me with salvation's heirs, 
My sins and troubles end 


4 Nothing I ask or want beside, 

Of all in earth or heaven, 
But let me feel thy blood applied, 

And live and die forgiven. 

404: 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley. 

Why not now ? 

WHY not now, my God, my God? 
Ready if thou always art, 
Make in me thy mean abode, 

Take possession of my heart: 
If thou canst so greatly bow, 
Friend of sinners, why not now ? 

2 God of love, in this thy day, 

For thyself to thee I cry ; 
Dying, — if thou still delay, 

Must I not for ever die ? 
Enter now thy poorest home ; 
Now, my utmost Saviour, come ! 

405 li- M- Doddridge. 

"Beginning at Jerusalem." 
k * f^\ 0," saith the Lord, "proclaim my grace 

\Jf To all the sons of Adam's race, 
Pardon for every crimson sin, 
And at Jerusalem begin. 

2 "There, where my blood, not fully dry, 
Stands warm upon Mount Calvary, 
That blood shall purge away their guilt, 
By whom so lately it was spilt. 

8 " Now let the daring rebels turn, 
And o'er their bleeding Sovereign mourn: 
Their bleeding Sovereign shall forgive, 
And bid the rebels look and live." 

4 Is this thy voice, all-gracious Lord? 
And did the rebels hear thy word ? 


And did they fall beneath thy feet, 
And on their knees forgiveness meet? 
5 Then may I hope for mercy too : 
Such love can my hard heart subdue, 
And give this guilty soul a place 
Among these captives of thy grace. 

406 C. M. C. Wesley 

The prisoner of hope. 

THOU hidden God, for whom I groan — 
Till thou thyself declare, 
God, inaccessible, unknown, — 

Regard a sinner's prayer ! 
A sinner welt'ring in his blood, 

Unpurged and unforgiven ; 

Far distant from the living God, 

As far as hell from heaven. 

2 An unregen'rate child of man, 
To thee for faith I call ; 

Pity thy fallen creature's pain, 

And raise me from my fall. 
The darkness which through thee I feel, 

Thou only canst remove ; 
Thy own eternal power reveal, 
, Thy everlasting love. 

3 Thou hast in unbelief shut up, 
That grace may let me go : 

In hope, believing against hope, 

I wait the truth to know. 
Thou wilt in me reveal thy name, 

Thou wilt thy light afford : 
Bound and oppressed, yet thine I am, 

The pris'ner of the Lord. 

4 I would not to thy foe submit; 
I hate the tyrant's chain : 

Send forth the pris'ner from the pit, 
Nor let me cry in vain. 


Show me the blood that bought my peace, 

The cov'nant blood apply, 
And all my griefs at once shall cease, 

And all my sins shall die. 

5 Now, Lord, if thou art power, descend. 
The mountain, sin, remove; 

My unbelief and troubles end, 

If thou art truth and love. 
Speak, Jesus, speak into my heart 

What thou for me hast done ! 
A ray of living faith impart, 

And God is all my own. 

407 C. M. C. Wesley 

The prisoner of hope. 

LET the redeemed give thanks and praise, 
To a forgiving God ! 
My feeble voice I cannot raise, 
Till washed in Jesus' blood : 

2 Till, at thy coming from above, 
My mountain-sius depart, 

And fear gives place to filial love, 
And peace o'erflows my heart. 

3 Pris'ner of hope, I still attend 
Th' appearance of my Lord, 

These endless doubts and fears to end, 
And speak my soul restored: 

4 Restored by reconciling grace ; 
With present pardon blessed; 

And fitted by true holiness 
For my eternal rest. 

6 The peace which man can ne'er conceive, 
The love and joy unknown, 

Now, Father, to thy servant give, 
And claim .me for thine own. 


6 My God, through Jesus pacified, 

My God, thyself declare ; 
And draw me to his open side, 

And plunge the sinner there ! 

408 8 > 8 > 6 - c - Wesley. 
Hie prisoner of hope. 

THEE, Jesus, thee, the sinner's Friend, 
I follow on to apprehend, 
Renew the glorious strife ; 
Divinely confident and bold, 
With faith's strong arm on thee lay hold, 
Thee, my eternal life. 

2 Thy heart, I know, thy tender heart 
Doth in my sorrows feel its part, 

And at my tears relent ; 
My powerful sighs thou canst not bear, 
Nor stand the vi'lence of my prayer, 

My prayer omnipotent. 

3 Give me the grace, the love I claim : 
Thy Spirit now demands thy name ! 

Thou know'st the Spirit's will; 
He helps my soul's infirmity, 
And strongly intercedes for me 

With groans unspeakable. 

4 Answer, Lord, thy Spirit's groan ! 
make to me thy nature known ; 

Thy hidden name impart ! 
(Thy name and nature are the same:) 
Tell me thy nature, and thy name, 

And write it on my heart. 

409 8,8,6. C. Wesley. 

PRIS'NER of hope— to thee I turn, 
And, calmly confident, I mourn, 
And pray and weep for thee : 


Tell me thy love, thy secret tell, 
Thy mystic name in me reveal, 
Reveal thyself in me. 

2 Descend, pass by me, and proclaim. 
Lord of hosts, thy glorious name, — 

The Lord, the gracious Lord, 
Long-sutfering, merciful, and kind, 
The God who always bears in mind 

His everlasting word. 

3 Plenteous he is in truth and grace ; 
He wills that all the fallen race 

Should turn, repent, and live ; 
His pard'ning grace for all is free ; 
Transgression, sin, iniquity, 

He freely doth forgive. 

4 Mercy he doth for thousands keep ; 
He goes and seeks the one lost sheep, 

And brings his wand'rer home ; 
And every soul that sheep might be : 
Come, then, my Lord, and gather me, 

My Jesus, quickly come. 

4J O s - M - C. Weslsi 

Embracing offered mercy. 

OMY offended God, 
If now at last I see 
That I have trampled on thy blood, 
And done despite to thee : 

2 If I begin to wake 

Out of my deadly sleep — 
Tnto thy arms of mercy take, 

And there for ever keep. 

8 No other right have I 

Than what the world may claim : 


All, all may to their God draw nigh, 
Through faith in Jesus' name. 

4 Thou hast obtained the grace 

That all may turn and live ; 
And lo ! thy offer I embrace, 

Thy mercy I receive. 

jll L. M. C. Wesley 

Self -despair. 

LORD, I despair myself to heal : 
I see my sin, but cannot feel, — 

1 cannot, till thy Spirit blow, 
And bid th' obedient waters flow. 

2 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give : 
Thy gifts I only can receive ; 
Here, then, to thee 1 all resign, 

To draw, redeem, and seal — are thine 

3 With simple faith on thee I call ; 
My light, my life, my Lord, my all: 
I wait, the moving of the pool ; 

1 wait the wcxd that speaks me whole. 

4 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness cure; 
Make my infected nature pure : 

Peace, r^rteousness, and joy, impart, 
And pea? thyself into my heart ! 

412 L. M. C. Wesiet 

Fleeing to the sinner's Friend. 

PISUS, the sinner's Friend, to thee, 
Lost and undone, for aid I flee : 
Weary of earth, •myself, and sin ; 
Open thine arms and take me in. 

2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul ; 
'Tis thou alone canst make me whole: 
Fall'n, till in me thine image shine, 
And lost I am till thou art mine- 


3 Awake, the woman's conqu'ring Seed, 
Awake, and bruise the serpent's head ! 
Tread down thy foes, with power control 
The beast and devil in my soul. 

4 What shall I say thy grace to move? 
Lord, I am sin, — but thou art love: 

1 give up every plea beside, 

"Lord, I am lost — but thou hast died." 

413 L. M. C. Weslki 

The good Physician. 

JESUS, thy far-extended fame 
My drooping soul exults to hear ; 
Thy name, thy all -restoring name, 
Is music in a sinner's ear. 

2 Sinners of old thou didst receive, 
With comfortable words, and kind, 

Their sorrows cheer, their wants relieve, 
Heal the diseased, and cure the blind. 

3 And art thou not the Saviour still, 
In every place and age the same ? 

Hast thou forgot thy gracious skill, 
Or lost the virtue of thy name ? 

4 Faith in thy changeless name I have, 
The good, the kind Physician, thou 

Art able now our souls to save, 
Art willing to restore them now. 

5 Wouldst thou the body's health restore, 
And not regard the sin-sick soul? 

The sin-sick soul thou lovjst much more. 
And surely thou wilt make it whole. 

6 All my disease, my evei^y sin, 
To thee, Jesus, I confess : 

In pardon, Lord, my cure begin, 
And perfect it in holiness. 


414 L. M. C. Wesley. 
'■'•Heal my soul." 

OTHOU, whom once they flocked to hear ! 
Thy words to hear, thy power to feel ; 
Suffer the sinners to draw near, 
And graciously receive us still. 

2 They that he whole, thyself hast said. 
No need of a physician have ; 

But I am sick, and want thine aid, 
And ask thine utmost power to save. 

3 Thy power, and truth, and love Divine, 
The same from age to age endure : 

A word, a gracious word of thine, 
The most invet : rate plague can cure. 

4 Helpless, howe'er, my spirit lies, 
Arid long hath languished at the pool : 

A word of thine shall make it rise, 
Shall speak me in a moment whole. 

415 C. M. C. Wbslbi. 

Miracles of grace. 

JESUS, if still thou art to-day, 
As yesterday, the same, 
Present to heal, in me display 
The virtue of thy name ! 

2 If still thou go'st about to do 
Thy needy creatures good, 

On me, that I thy praise may show, 
Be all thy wonders showed. 

3 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call, 
Thy miracles repeat : 

With pitying eyes behold me fall 
A leper at thy feet. 

4 Loathsome, and vile, and self-abhorred, 
I sink beneath my sin ; 


But, if thou wilt, a gracious word 
0£ urine can make me clean. 

5 Thou seest me deaf to thy command, 
Open, Lord, my ear : 

Bid me stretch out my withered hand, 
And lift it up in prayer. 

6 Silent, (alas! thou know'st how long, ) 
My voice I cannot raise ; 

But, ! when thou shall loose my tongue, 
The dumb shall sing thy praise. 

7 Lame at the pool 1 still am found: 
Give, and my strength employ ; 

Light as a hart I then shall bound : 
The lame shall leap for joy. 

8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thee, 
And dark I am within : 

The love of God I cannot see, 
The sinfulness of sin ; 

9 But thou, they say, art passing by: 
let me find thee near ! 

Jesus, in mercy, hear my cry, 
Thou Son of David, hear ! 

10 Behold me waiting in the way 
For thee, the heavenly Light : 

Command me to ba brought, and say, 
"Sinner, receive thy sight!" 

116 C. M. C. Wesle\ 


WHILE dead in trespasses I lie, 
Thy quick'ning Spirit give: 
Call me, thou Son of God, that I 

May hear thy voice and live. 
2 While full of anguish and disease, 
My weak, distempered soul 


Thy love compassionately sees, 

let it make me whole ! 

3 Cast out thy foes, and let them still 

To Jesus' name submit : 
Clothe with thy righteousness, and heal, 

And place me at thy feet. 

i To Jesus' name, if all things now 

A trembling homage pay, 
let my stubborn spirit bow, 

My stiff-necked will obey! 

5 Impotent, dumb, and deaf, and blind, 
And sick, and poor, I am ; 

But sure a remedy to find 
For all in Jesus' name. 

6 I know in thee all fulness dwells, 
And all for wretched man : 

Fill every want my spirit feels, 
And break off every chain. 

7 If thou impart thyself to me, 
No other good I need : 

If thou, the Son, shalt make me free, 

1 shall be free indeed. 

8 I cannot rest, till in thy blood 
I full redemption have ; 

But thou through whom I come to God, 
Canst to the utmost save. 

9 From sin, the guilt, the power, the pain, 
Thou wilt redeem my soul : 

Lord, I believe, and not in vain: 
My faith shall make me whole. 

10 I too, with thee, shall walk in white, 
With all thy saints shall prove 

What is the length, and breadth, and height, 
And depth, of perfect love. 


417 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Urgent pleadings. 

OTHAT thou wouldst the heavens rend, 
In majesty come down ; 
Thine arm omnipotent extend, 
And seize me for thine own ! 

2 Descend, and let thy lightnings burn 
The stubble of thy foe : 

My sins o'erturn, o'erturn, o'erturn, 
And make the mountains flow ! 

3 Thou my impetuous spirit guide, 
And curb my headstrong will : 

Thou only canst drive back the tide, 
And bid the sun stand still. 

4 What though I cannot break my chain. 
Or e'er throw off my load ? 

The things impossible to men 
Are possible to God. 

5 Is there a thing too hard for thee, 
Almighty Lord of all, 

Whose threat'ning looks dry up the sea, 
And make the mountains fall ? 

6 Who, who shall in thy presence stand 
And match Omnipotence? 

Ungrasp the hold of thy right hand, 
Or pluck the sinner thence ? 

7 Sworn to destroy, let earth assail ; 
Nearer to save thou art; 

Stronger than all the powers of hell. 
And greater than my heart. 

8 Lo ! to the hills I lift mine eye ; 
Thy promised aid I claim : 

Father of mercies, glorify 
Thy fav'rite Jesus' name. 


9 Salvation in that name is found, 

Balm of my grief and care ; 
A med'cine for my every wound, 

All, all I want is there. 

418 C. M. C. Wesley. 


JESUS! Redeemer, Saviour, Lord, 
The weary sinner's Friend : 
Come to my help, pronounce the word, 
And bid my troubles end. 

2 Deliv'rance to my soul proclaim, 
And life and liberty • 

Shed forth the virtue of thy name, 
And Jesus prove to me ! 

3 Faith to be healed thou know'st I have, 
For thou that faith hast given : 

Thou canst, thou wilt, the sinner save, 
And make me meet for heaven. 

4 Thou canst o'ercome this heart of mine ; 
Thou wilt victorious prove ; 

For everlasting strength is thine, 
And everlasting love. 

5 Thy powerful Spirit shall subdue 
Unconquerable sin ; 

Cleanse this foul heart, and make it new, 
And write thy law within. 

G Bound down with twice ten thousand tiea. 

Yet let me hear thy call, 
My soul in confidence shall rise, 

Shall rise and break through all. 

7 Speak, and the deaf shall hear thy voice; 

The blind his sight receive ; 
The dumb in songs of praise rejoice ; 

The heart of stone believe. 


8 The Etliiop then shall change his skin; 

The dead shall feel thy power ; 
The loathsome leper shall be clean ; 

And I shall sin no more. 

4X9 C M. C. Wesley. 

Vehement desires. 

XASK the gift of righteousness, 
The sin-subduing power, — , 

Power to believe, and go in peace, 
And never grieve thee more. 

2 I ask the blood-bought pardon sealed, 
The liberty from sin, 

The grace infused, the love revealed, 
The kingdom fixed within. 

3 Thou hear'st me for salvation pray ; 
Thou seest my heart's desire : 

Made ready in thy powerful day, 
Thy fulness I require. 

4 My veh'ment soul cries out, oppressed, 
Impatient to be freed ! 

Nor can I, Lord, nor will I rest, 
Till I am saved indeed. 

5 Art thou not able to convert ? 
Art thou not willing too ? 

To change this old rebellious heart, 
To conquer and renew ? 

G Thou canst, thou wilt, I dare believe, 

So arm me with thy poAver, 
That I to sin may never cleave, 
• May never feel it more. 

4Q0 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Praying for faith. 
TT^ITH glorious clouds encompassed round, 
\ V Whom angels dimly see, 


Will the Unsearchable be found, 
Or God appear to me ? 

2 Will he forsake his throne abovs, 
Himself to -worms impart ? 

Answer, thou Man of grief and lovfe l 
And speak it to my heart. 

3 In manifested love explain 
Thy wonderful design : 

What meant the suff'ring Son of man, 
The streaming blood Divine? 

4 Before my eyes of faith confessed, 
Stand forth a slaughtered Lamb ; 

And wrap me in thy crimson vest, 
And tell me all thy name. 

5 Jehovah in thy person show, 
Jehovah crucified ! 

And then the pard'ning God I know, 
And feel the blood applied. 

6 I view the Lamb in his own light, 
Whom angels dimly see ; 

And gaze, transported at the sight, 
To all eternity. 

121 C. M. Watis. 

"Help thou my unbelief." 

HOW sad our state by nature is ! 
Our sin how deep it stains ! 
And Satan binds our captive souls 
Fast in his slavish chains. 

2 But there's a voice of sovereign grac« 

Sounds from the sacred word : 
Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, 

And trust a faithful Lord. 

8 My soul obeys the gracious call, 
And runs to this relief; 


1 would believe thy promise, Lord, 

help my unbelief! 

4 To the blest fountain of thy blood, 
Incarnate God, I fly : 

Here let me wash my spotted soul 
From crimes of deepest dye. 

5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 
Into thy arms I fall : 

Be thou my strength and righteousness, 
My Jesus and my all. 

422 8,8,6. C. Weslkt. 

Praying for faith. 

AUTHOR of faith, to thee I cry,— 
To thee, who wouldst not have me die, 
But know the truth and live : 
Open mine eyes to see thy face, 
Work in my heart the saving grace, 
The life eternal give. 

2 Shut up in unbelief I groan,. 
And blindly serve a God unknown, 

Till thou the veil remove : 
The gift unspeakable impart, 
And write thy name upon my heart, 

And manifest thy love. 

3 I know the grace is only thine, 
The gift of faith is all Divine ; 

But, if on thee we call, 
Thou wilt the benefit bestow, 
And give us hearts to feel and know 

That thou hast died for all. 

4 Thou bidd'st us knock and enter in, 
Come unto thee, and rest from sin, 

The blessing seek and find : 
Thou bidd'st us ask thy grace, and have; 
Thou canst, thou wouldst, this moment save 

Both me and all mankind. 


5 Be it according to thy -word ; 
Now let me find my pard'ning Lord ; 

Let what I ask be given : 
The bar of unbelief remove, 
Open the door of faith and love, 

And take me into heaven ! 

4Q3 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6, C. Wesley 

'■'•Thy blood was shed for me" 

GOD of my salvation, hear, 
And help me to believe , 
Simply do I now draw near, 

Thy blessing to receive : 
Full of sin, alas ! I am, 

But to thy wounds for refuge flee : 
Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
Thy blood was shed for me. 

* 2 Standing now as newly slain, 

To thee I lift mine eye : 
Balm of all my grief and pain, 

Thy blood is always nigh. 
Now as yesterday the same 

Thou art and wilt for ever be : 
Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 

Thy blood was shed for me. 

3 Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, 
Nor can thy grace procure ; 

Empty send me not away, 

For I, thou know'st, am poor ; 

Dust and ashes is my name ; 
My all is sin and misery : 

Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
Thy blood was shed for me. 

4 Saviour, from thy wounded side 
I never will depart ; 

Here will I my spirit hide, 
When I am pure in heart : 


Till my place above I claim, 
This only shall be all my plea : 

Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, 
Thy blood was shed for me. 

424 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Praying for faith. 

FATHER, I stretch my hands to thee, 
No other help I know ; 
If thou withdraw thyself from me. 
Ah ! whither shall I go ? 

2 What did thine only Son endure, 
Before I drew my breath ! 

What pain, what labor to secure 
My soul from endless death ! 

3 Jesus, could I this believe, 
I now should feel thy power ! 

Now my poor soul thou wouldst retrieve, 
Nor let me wait one hour. 

4 Author of faith, to thee I lift 
My weary, longing eyes : 

let me now receive that gift, 
My soul without it dies ! 

5 Surely thou canst not let me die : 
speak, and I shall live ; 

And here I will unwearied lie, 
Till thou thy Spirit give. 

6 The worst of sinners would rejoice, 
Could they but see thy face ; 

let me hear thy quick'ning voice, 
And taste thy pard'ning grace ! 

4^5 C. M. Watts, 

Surrendering at the cross. 

ALAS ! and did my Saviour bleed ? 
Anl did my Sovereign die ? 


Would lie devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ? 

2 Was it for crimes that I have done 
He groaned upon the tree ? 

Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree ! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
And shut his glories in, 

When Christ, the mighty Maker, died 
For man, the creature's sin ! 

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
While his dear cross appears ; 

Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
And melt mine eyes to tears. 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
The debt of love I owe : 

Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
'Tis all that I can do. 

426 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Praying for faith. 

FATHER of Jesus Christ, the just, 
My Friend and Advocate with thee, 
Pity a soul that fain would trust 

In him who lived and died for me ! 
But only thou canst make him known, 
And in my heart reveal thy Son. 

2 If, drawn by thy alluring grace, 
My want of living faith I feel, 

Show me in Christ thy smiling face ; 

What flesh and blood can ne'er reveal^ 
Thy coeternal Son, display, 
And speak my darkness into day. 

3 The gift unspeakable impart : 
Command the light of faith to shine, 


To shine in my dark, drooping heart. 

And fill me with the life Divine : 
Now bid the new creation be : 

God, let there be faith in me ! 

427 C. M. Newtok 
The effort. 

APPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat, 
Where Jesue answers prayer ; 
There humbly fall before his^feet, 
For none can perish there. 

2 Thy promise is my only plea, 
With this I venture nigh : 

Thou call'st the burdened soul to thee, 
And such, Lord, am I. 

3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, 
By Satan sorely pressed, 

By wars without, and fears within, 
I come to thee for rest. 

4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place, 
That, sheltered near thy side, 

1 may my fierce accuser face, 

And tell him thou hast died. 

5 0, wondrous love, to bleed and die, 
To bear the cross and shame, 

That guilty sinners, such as I, 
Might plead his gracious name ! 

6 " Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still, 
My promised grace receive:" — 

Tis Jesus speaks — I must, I will, 
I can, I do believe. 

428 L - M - Cesnur. 

"I am the way." 

JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone, 
He whom I fix my hopes upon ; 


His track I see, and I'll pursue 
The narrow way, till him I view. 

2 The way the holy prophets went, 
The road that leads from banishment, 
The King's highway of holiness, 

I'll go, for all his paths are peace 

3 This is the way I long have sought, 
And mourned because I found it not : 
My grief a burden long has been, 
Because I was not saved from sin. 

4 The more I strove against its power, 
I felt its weight and guilt the more ; 
Till late I heard my Saviour say, 

" Come hither, soul, I am the way." 

5 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blessed Lamb, 
Shalt take me to thee as I am ; 

Nothing but sin have I to give, 
Nothing but love shall I receive, 

6 Then will I tell to sinners round 
What a dear Saviour I have found ; 
I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
And say,. "Behold the way to God!" 

429 L. M. C. Wesley 

Micah vi. 6-8. 

TTTHEKEWITH, Lord, shall I draw near, 

V V And bow myself before thy face ? 
How in thy purer eyes appear ? 

What shall I bring to gain thy grace ? 

2 Will gifts delight the Lord most high ? 

Will multiplied oblations please ? 
Thousands of rams his favor buy 9 

Or slaughtered hecatombs appease? 


3 Can these avert the wrath of God ? 
Can these wash out my guilty stain ? 

Rivers of oil and seas of blood, 
Alas ! they all must flow in vain. 

4 Whoe'er to thee themselves approve, 
Must take the path thyself hast showed : 

Justice pursue, and mercy love, 

And humbly walk by faith with God. 

5 But though my life henceforth be thine, 
Present for past can ne'er atone : 

Though I to thee the whole resign, 
I only give thee back thine own. 

6 What have I then wherein to trust ? 
I nothing have, I nothing am ; 

Excluded is my every boast ; 

My glory swallowed up in shame. 

7 Guilty I stand before thy face ; 
On me I feel thy wrath abide ; 

'Tis just the sentence should take place, 
'Tis just,— but 0, thy Son hath died ! 

430 L- M. C. Wesley 


JESUS, the Lamb of God, hath bled ; 
He bore our sins upon the tree ; 
Beneath our curse he bowed his head ; 
'Tis finished ! he hath died for me ! 

2 See where before the throne he stands, 
And pours the all-prevailing prayer! 

Points to hi«s side, and lifts his hands, 
And shows that I am graven there ! 

3 He ever lives for me to pray ; 

He prays that I with him may reign : 
Amen, to what my Lord doth say ! 
Jesus, thou canst not pray in vain. 


431 S. M. C. Wesley. 

The plea. 

JESUS, my Lord, attend 
Thy feeble creature's cry ; 
And show thyself the sinner's Friend, 
And set me up on high. 

2 From hell's oppressive power 
My struggling soul release, 

And to thy Father's grace restore, 
And to thy perfect peace. 

3 Payers of life divine 

From thee, their fountain, flow; 
And all who know that love of thine, 
The joy of angels know. 

4 That thou canst here forgive 
Grant me to testify ; 

And justified by faith to live, 
And in that faith to die. 

432 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Weslei 

The plea. 

LET the world their virtue boast, 
Their works of righteousness ; 
• I, a wretch undone and lost, 
Am freely saved by grace : 
Other title I disclaim ; 

This, only this, is all my plea, 

1 the chief of sinners am, 
But Jesus died for me. 

2 Happy they whose joys abound, 
Like Jordan's swelling stream, 

Who their heaven in Christ have found- 

And give the praise to him ; 
Meanest foll'wer of the Lamb, 

His steps I at a dL tance see : 


I the chief of sinners am, 

But Jesus died for me. 
8 I, like Gideon's fleece am found, 

Unwatered still and dry ; 
While the dew on all around 

Falls plenteous from the sky ; 
Yet my Lord I cannot blame, 

The Saviour's grace for all is free : 
I the chief of sinners am, 

But Jesus died for me. 
4 Jesus, thou for me hast died, 

And thou in me wilt live ; 

1 shall feel thy death applied; 
I shall thy life receive ; 

Fet when melted in the flame 

Of love, this shall be all my plea, 

T the chief of sinners am, 
But Jesus died for me. 

433 7s. C. Weslbs. 

Refuge in Christ. 

JESUS, lover of my soul, 
Let me to thy bosom fly, 
While the nearer waters roll, 

While the tempest still is high : 
Hide me, my Saviour, hide, 

Till the storm of life be past ; 
Safe into the haven guide, 
receive my soul at last ! 

2 Other refuge have I none, 
Hangs my helpless soul on thee : 

Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 
Still support and comfort me ! 

All my trust on thee is stayed, 
All my help from thee I bring, 

Cover my defenceless head 
With the shade w of thy wing. 


S Thou, Christ, art all I want ; 

More than all in thee I find : 
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint. 

Heal the sick, and lead the blind 
Just and holy is thy name : 

I am all unrighteousness : 
False, and full of sin, I am ; 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 
4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, 

Grace to cover all my sin : 
Let the healing streams abound. 

Make and keep me pure within : 
Thou of life the fountain art ; 

Freely let me take of thee : 
Spring thou up within my heart, 

Rise to all eternity ! 

434 8,8.6. C. Wesley 

Looking at the Cross. 

OTHOU who hast our sorrows borne, 
Help us to look on thee and mourn, — 
On thee whom we hare slain, — 
Have pierced a thousand, thousand times, 
And by reiterated crimes 
Renewed thy sacred pain. 

2 Vouchsafe us eyes of faith to see 
The man transfixed on Calvary ! 

To know thee who thou art, 
The one- eternal God and true ; 
And let the sight affect, subdue, 

And break my stubborn heart. 

3 Lover of souls, to rescue mine, 
Reveal the charity Divine, 

That suffered in my stead! 
That made thy soul a sacrifice, 
ind quenched in death those flaming eyes, 

Aad bowed that sacred head. 


4 The veil of unbelief remove, 
And by thy manifested love, 

And by thy sprinkled blood, 
Destroy the love of sin in me, 
And get thyself the victory, 

And bring me back to God. 

6 Now let thy dying love constrain 
My soul to love its God again, 

Its God to glorify ! 
And lo ! I come thy cross to share, 
Echo thy sacrificial prayer, 

And with my Saviour die ! 

435 C. M. Newtos 

Subdued by the Cross. 

IN evil long I took delight, 
Unawed by shame or fear ; 
Till a new object struck my sight, 
And stopped my wild career. 

2 I saw one hanging on a tree, 

In agonies and blood, 
Who fixed his languid eyes on me, 

As near his cross I stood. 

"3 Sure, never to my latest breath 
(\m I forget that look ; 
It seemed to charge me with his death, 
Though not a word he spoke. 

4 My conscience felt, and owned the guilt, 

And plunged me in despair : 
I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 

And helped to nail him there. 

6 A second look he gave, which said, 

" I freely all forgive ; 
This blood is for thy ransom paid ; 

I die that thou may'st live." 


6 Thus, while his death my sin displays 

In all its blackest hue, 
Such is the mystery of grace, 

It seals my pardon too. 

436 8,8,6. C. Wesle\. 

Panting for the love of God. 

OLOVE Divine, how sweet thou art ! 
When shall I find my willing heart 
All taken up by thee ? 

1 thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
The greatness of redeeming love, 

The love of Christ to me. 

2 Stronger his love than death or hell ; 
Its riches are unsearchable : 

The first-born sons of light 
Desire in ain its depths to see ; 
They cannot reach the mystery, 

The length, the breadth, and height. 

3 God only knows the love of God : 
that it now were shed abroad 

In this poor stony heart ! 
For love I sigh, for love I pine : 
This only portion, Lord, be mine ! 

Be mine this better part ! 

4 that I could for ever sit 
With Mary at the Master's feet ! 

'Be this my happy choice: 
My only care, delight, and bliss, . 
My joy, my heaven on earth, be this. 
To hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 

6 that with humbled Peter, I 
Could weep, believe, and thrice reply,, 
My faithfulness to prove, 


Thou know'st, for all to thee is known, 
Thou know'st, Lord, and thou alone, 
Thou know'st that thee I love. 

6 that I could with favored John 
Recline my weary head upon 

The dear Redeemer's breast ! 
From care, and sin, and sorrow free, 
Give me, Lord, to find in thee 

My everlasting rest ! 

7 Thy only love do I require, 
Nothing in earth beneath desire, 

Nothing in heaven above : 
Let earth, and heaven, and all things go, 
<3ive me thy only love to know, 

Give me thy only love. 

3 37 8,8,6. C. Wesley. 

Languishing for love. 

STILL. Lord, I languish for thy grace ; 
Reveal the beauties of thy face, 
The middle wall remove : 
Appear, and banish my complaint ; 
Come and supply my only want, 
Fill all my soul with love ! 

2 To thee I lift my mournful eye : 
Why am I thus ? tell me why 

I cannot love my God? 
The hind'rance must be all in me ; 
Tt cannot in my Saviour be ; 

Witness that streaming blood ! 

3 It cost thy blood my heart to win, 
Te buy me from the power of sin, 

And make me love again : 
Come, then, my Lord, thy right assert, 
Take to thyself my ransomed heart, 

Nor bleed nor die in vain. 


438 C. M. Watts. 

Waiting for the blessing. 

FATHER, I wait before thy throne ; 
Call me a child of thine ; 
Send down the Spirit of thy Son, 
To form my heart divine. 

2 There shed thy promised love abroad, 

And make my comfort strong ; 
Then shall I say, " My Father, God!" 

With an unwav'ring tongue. 

439 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Weslbt 
For acceptance in the Beloved. 

FATHER of everlasting grace, 
Be mindful of thy changeless word 
We worship toward that holy place 

In which thou dost thy name record, 
Dost make thy gracious nature known, 
That living temple of thy Son. 

2 Thou dost with sweet complacence see 
The temple filled with light divine ; 

And art thou not well pleased with me, 
Who. turning to that heavenly shrine, 
Through Jesus to thy throne apply, 
Through Jesus for acceptance cry ? 

3 With all who for redemption groan, 
Father, in Jesus' name I pray ! 

And still we cry and wrestle on 

Till mercy take our sins away : 
Hoar from thy dwelling-place in heaven, 
And now pronounce our sins forgiven. 


440 8,8,6. C. Wesley. 

For the witnessing Spirit. 

THOU great mysterious God unknown, 
Whose love hath gently led me on, 
E'en from my infant days ; 
Mine inmost soul expose to view, 
And tell me if I ever knew 
Thy justifying grace. 

2 If I have only known thy fear, 
And followed, with a heart sincere, 

Thy drawings from above, 
Now, now the further grace bestow, 
And let my sprinkled conscience know 

Thy sweet forgiving love. 

3 Short of thy love I would not stop, 
A stranger to the gospel hope, 

The sense of sin forgiven : 
I would not, Lord, my soul deceive, 
Without the inward Witness live, 

That antepast of heaven. 

1 If now the Witness were in me. 
Would he not testify of thee, 

In Jesus reconciled ? 
And should I not with faith draw nigh, 
A.nd boldly, Abba, Father, cry, 

And know myself thy child ? 

> Whate'er obstructs thy pard'ning love, — 
)r sin, or righteousness, — remove, 

Thy glory to display : 
My heart of unbelief convince, 
And now absolve me from my sins, 

And take them all away. 

6 Father, in me reveal thy Son, 
And to my inmost soul make known 
How merciful thou art : 


The secret of thy love reveal, 
And by thy hallowing Spirit dwell 
For ever in my heart ! . 

^41 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Wrestling Jacob. 
pOME, thou Traveller unknown, 
\J Whom still I hold, but cannot see ; 
My company before is gone, 

And I am left alone with thee ; 
With thee all night I mean to stay, 
And wrestle till the break of day. 

2 I need not tell thee who I am ; 
My sin and misery declare ; 

Thyself hast called me by my name, 

Look on thy hands and read it there ; 
But who, I ask thee, who art thou ? 
Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 

3 In vain thou strugglest to get free, 
• I never will unloose my hold : 
Art thou the man that died for me ? 

The secret of thy love unfold : 
Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature know. 

4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal 
Thy new, unutterable name ? 

Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell ; 
To know it now resolved 1 am : 
Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature know. 

5 What though my shrinking flesh complain, 
And murmur to contend so long ? 

I rise superior to my pain : 

When I am weak, then I am strong ! 
And when my all of strength shall fail, 
I shall with the God-man prevail I 


6 My strength is gone, my nature dies, 
I sink beneath thy weighty hand ; 

Faint to revive — and fall, to rise ; 
I fall, and yet by faith I stand : 

1 stand, and will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature know. 

442 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wkslet 


YIELD to me now, for I am weak, 
But confident in self-despair : 
Speak to my heart, in blessings speak ; 
Be conquered by my instant prayer : 
Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, 
And tell me if thy name is Love. 

2 'Tis Love! 'tis Love! thou diedst for me; 
I hear thy whisper in my heart ; 

The morning breaks, the shadows flee : 

Pure, universal love thou art : 
To me, to all, thy bowels move, 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

3 My prayer hath power with God ; the grace 
Unspeakable I now receive ; 

Through faith I see thee face to face-; 

I see thee face to face and live ! 
In vain I have not wept and strove : 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

1 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art, 
Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend ; 

Nor wilt thou with the night depart, 
But stay and love me to the end : 

Thy mercies never shall remove : 

Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

5 The Sun of righteousness on me 

Hath risen, with healing in his wings ; 


Withered iny nature's strength, from thee 

My soul its life and succor brings ; 
My help is all laid up above : 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

6 Lame as I am, I take the prey ; 

Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o'ercome ; 
I leap for joy, pursue my way, 

And, as a bounding hart, fly home ; 
Through all eternity to prove 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

443 C. M. C. Wesle* 

The backslider. His retrospect. 

OTHAT I were as heretofore ! 
"When, warm in my first love, 

1 only lived my God t' adore, 
And seek the things above ! 

2 Upon my head his candle shone, 
And, lavish of his grace, 

With cords of love he drew me on, 
And half unveiled his face. 

3 Far, far above all earthly things 
Triumphantly I rode : 

I soared to heaven on eagles' wings, 
And found and talked with God. 

4 Where am I now ? from what a height 
Of happiness cast down ! 

The glory swallowed up in night, 
And faded is the crown. 

5 Through the wide world of sin and woa, 
A banished man, I roam ; 

But cannot find my rest below, 
But cannot wander home. 


6 God, thou art my home, my rest, 

For which I sigh in pain ! 
How shall I 'scape into thy breast, 

My Eden how regain ? 

<\ 44 C. M. C. Wesley. 

The backslider's misery. 

WRETCH that I am, from God Eve strayed, 
Have most rebellious been, — 
Of faith a dreadful shipwreck made, 
And added sin to sin. 

2 Vilest of all th' apostate race, 
I have his love withstood ; 

And sinned against his pard'ning grace, 
And trampled on his blood. 

3 More desp'rate is my damned estate, 
And more enslaved I am, 

Than when I by the flesh-pots sat, 
And wallowed in my shame. 

4 What shall I do ? by guilt oppressed, 
Shall I in Egypt dwell ? 

Alas ! in sinning to seek rest, 
Is to seek rest in hell. 

5 The grace I have abused, alone 
Can help and comfort, give : 

Jesus, hear my dying groan, 
And bid the sinner live ! 

445 8s. C. Wesley. 

The backslider's inquiry. 

HOW shall a lost sinner, in pain, 
Recover his forfeited peace ? 
When brought into bondage again, 
What hope of a second release? 


Will mercy itself be so kind 
To spare a poor rebel like me ? 

And can I possibly find 

Such plenteous redemption in thee? 

2 Jesus, of thee I inquire, 
If still thou art able to save, 

The brand to pluck out of the fire. 

And ransom my soul from the grave : 
The help of thy Spirit restore, 

And show me the life-giving blood, 
And pardon a sinner once more, 

And bring me again unto God. 

3 I sink, if thou longer delay 
Thy pardoning mercy to show : 

Come quickly, and kindly display 
The power of thy passion below: 

By all thou hast done for my sake. 
One drop of thy blood I implore ; 

Now, now let it touch me, and make 
The sinner a sinner no more. 

446 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

The backslider'' $ resolve. 

TyTES, from this instant, now, I will 
X To my oifended Father cry ; 
My base ingratitude I feel, 

Vilest, of all thy children, I, 
Not worthy to be called thy son ; * 
Yet will I thee, my Father, own. 

2 Guide of my life hast thou not been, 
And rescued me from passion's power? 

Ten thousand times preserved from sin, 
Nor let the greedy grave devour ? 

And wilt thou now thy wrath retain? 

Nor ever love thy child again ? 


3 If thou hast called me to return, 
If weeping at thy feet I fall, 

The prodigal thou wilt not spurn, 
But pity and forgive me all, 

In answer to my Friend above, 

In honor of his bleeding love. 

£47 S. M. C. Wesley 

The backslider'' s return. 

JESUS! full of grace, 
To thee I make my moan : 
Let me again behold thy face, 
Call home thy banished one. 

2 Again my pardon seal, 
Again my soul restore, 

And freely my backslidings heal, 
And bid me sin no more. 

3 Wilt thou not bid me rise ? 
Speak, and my soul shall live : 

Forgive, my gasping spirit cries, 
Abundantly forgive. 

4 For thine own mercy's sake, 
Relieve my wretchedness ; 

And 0, my pardon give me back, 
And give me back my peace ! 

5 Again thy love reveal, 
Restore that inward heaven : 

grant me once again to feel, 
Through faith, my sins forgiven . 

6 Thy utmost mercy show : 
Say to my drooping soul, 

In peace and full assurance go, 
Thy faith hath made thee whole. 


448 L- M. C. Wesley 

The backslider's confession. 

SAVIOUR, I now with shame confess 
My thirst for creature happiness : 
By base desires I wronged thy love, 
And forced thy mercy to remove. 

2 Yet would I not regard thy stroke ; 
But, when thou didst thy grace revoke. 
And when thou didst thy face conceal, 
Thy absence I refused to feel. 

3 I knew not that the Lord was gone ; 
In my own froward will went on : 

1 lived to the desires of men, 

And thou hast all my wand'rings seen. 

4 Yet, the riches of thy grace ! 
Thou, who hast seen my evil ways, 
Wilt freely my backslidings keal, 
And pardon on my conscience seal. 

5 For this I at thy footstool wait, 
Till thou my peace again create — 
Fruit of thy gracious lips — restore 
My peace, and bid me sin no more ! 

449 C. M. Cowper 

The backslider's prayer. 

OFOR a closer walk with God, 
A calm and heavenly frame ; 
A light to shine upon the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 

2 Where is the blessedness I knew 
When first I saw the Lord ? 

Where is the soul-refreshing view 
Of Jesus and his word ? 


3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed! 
How sweet their niern'ry still ! 

But they have left an aching void 
The world can never fill. 

4 Return, holy Dove, return, 
Sweet messenger of rest ! 

1 hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
And drove thee from my breast. 

5 The dearest idol I have known, 
Whate'er that idol be. 

Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

5 So shall my walk be close with God, 

Calm and serene my frame ; 
Jo purer light shall mark the road 

That leads me to the Lamb. 

4 SO 0. M. C. Weslbi 

The backslider's suit. 
1 ESUS, the all-restoring Word, 
»J My fallen spirit's hope, 
Aitei thy lovely likeness, Lord, 
Ali ! when shall I wake up ! 

2 Thou, my God, thou only art 
The Lire, the Truth, the Way : 

Quicken my soul, instruct my heart, 
My sinking i^ootsteps stay. 

3 Of all thou hast in earth below, 
In heaven above, to give, 

Give me thy only xove to know, 
In thee to walk and live. 

4 Fill me with all the life of love : 
In mystic union join 

Me to thyself, and let me prove 
The fellowship Divine. 


5 Open the intercourse between 

My longing soul and thee, 
Never to be broke off again 
To all eternity. 

4 51 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley 

The backslider's supplication. 

JESUS, Friend of sinners, hear 
Yet once again I pray : 
From my debt of sin set clear, 

For I have naught to pay : 
Speak, speak the kind release, 

A poor backsliding soul restore : 
Love me freely, seal my peace, 
And bid me sin no more. 

2 For my selfishness and pride, 
Thou hast withdrawn thy grace ; 

Left me long to -wander wide, 

An outcast from thy face ; 
But I now my sins confess, 

And niercy, mercy, I implore 
Love me freely, seal my peace, 

And bid me sin no more. 

3 Sin's deceitfulness hath spread 
A hardness o'er my heart; 

But if thou thy Spirit shed, 

The hardness shall depart: 
Shed thy love, thy tenderness, 

And let me feel thy poft'ning power : 
Love me freely, seal my peace, 

And bid me sin no more. 

452 S. M. C Wesley, 

The backslide)'^ complaint. 

ND wilt thou yet be found ? 
And may I still draw near ? 

A 1 


Then listen to the plaintive sound 
Of a poor sinner's prayer. 

2 Jesus, thine aid afford, 

If still the same thou art : 
To thee I look, to thee, my Lord"! 
Lift up a helpless heart. 

3 Thou seest my troubled breast, 
The stragglings of my will, 

The foes that interrupt my rest, 
The agonies I feel. 

4 The daily death I prove, 
Saviour, to thee is known : 

'Tis worse than death my God to love, 
And not my God alone. 

5 my offended Lord, 
Restore my inward peace : 

1 know thou canst ; pronounce the word, 

And bid the tempest cease ! 

6 I long to see thy face, 
Thy Spirit I implore, 

The living water of thy grace, 
That I may thirst no more. 

453 7s. C. Wesley. 

The backslider's plea. 

DEPTH of mercy ! can there be 
Mercy still reserved for me ? 
Can my God his wrath forbear ? 
Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? 

2 I have long withstood his grace, 
Long provoked him to his face ; 
Would not hearken to his calls ; 
Grieved him by a thousand falls. 


8 Lo ! I cumber still the ground: 
Lo ! an Advocate is found ! 
"Hasten not to cut him down: 
Let this barren soul alone !" 

4 Jesas speaks, and pleads his blood; 
He disarms the wrath of God ! 

Now my Father's bowels move ; 
Justice lingers into love. 

5 Kindled his relentings are ; 
Me he now delights to spare; 
Cries, " How shall I give thee up ?" 
Lets the lifted thunder drop. 

6 There for me the Saviour stands ; 
Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands : 
God is love ! I know, I feel ; 

Jesus weeps and loves me still. 

7 Jesus, answer from above : 
Is not all thy nature love ? 
Wilt thou not the wrong forget ? 
Suffer me to kiss thy feet ? 

8 If I rightly read thy heart, 
If thou all compassion art, 
Bow thine ear, in mercy bow ! 
Pardon and accept me now. 

9 Pity from thine eye let fall ; 
By a look my soul recall : 
Now the stone to flesh convert, 
Cast a look, and break my heart. 

10 Now incline me to repent S 
Let me now my fall lament ! 
Now my foul revolt deplore ! 
Weep, believe, and sin no more. 


454 C. M. C. Weslby 

The backslider's recovery. 

OWHY did I my Saviour leave, 
So soon unfaithful prove ! 
How could I thy good Spiril grieve, 
And sin against thy love ! 

2 But ! how soon thy wrath is o'er, 
And pard'ning love takes place ! 

Assist me, Saviour, to adore 
The riches of thy grace. 

3 could I lose myself in thee, 
Thy depth of mercy prove, 

Thou vast, unfathomable sea 
Of unexhausted love ! 

4 My humbled soul, when thou art near, 
In dust and ashes lies : 

How shall a sinful worm appear 
Or meet thy purer eyes ? 

6 I loathe myself when God I see, 

And into nothing fall ; 
Content if thou exalted be, 

And Christ be all in all. 

455 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Weslet 
The backslider's pardon. 

XORD, and is thine anger gone, 
j And art thou pacified? 
After all that I have done, 

Dost thou no longer chide ? 
Let thy love my heart constrain, 

And all my restless passions sway : 
Keep me, lest I turn again 
Out of the narrow way. 


2 If I have begun once more 
Thy sweet return to feel, — 

If e'en now I find thy power 

Present my soul to heal, — 
Still and quiet may I lie, 

Nor struggle out of thine erhbriwe - 
Never more resist or fly 

From thy pursuing grace. 

3 To the cross, thine altar, hind 
Me with the cords of love ; 

Freedom never let me find 

From thee, my Lord, to move : 
That I never, never more 

May with my much-loved Master part 
To the posts of mercy's door 

nail my willing heart ! 

1 See my utter helplessness, 

And leave me not alone ; 
preserve in perfect peace, 

And seal me for thine own ! 
More and more thyself reveal, 

Thy presence let me always find ; 
Comfort, and confirm, and heal 

My feeble, sin-sick mind. 

5 As the apple of thine eye, 

Thy weakest servant keep ; 
Help me at thy feet to lie, 

And there for ever weep : 
Tears of joy mine eyes o'erflow, 

That I have any hope of heaves ; 
Much of love I ought to know, 

For I have much forgiven. 


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<56 . CM C. Wesle* 

Opening worship. 

OFOR a thousand tongues to sing 
My great Redeemer's praise ! 
The glories of my God and King, 
The triumphs of his grace ! 

2 My gracious Master and my God, 
Assist me to proclaim, — 

To spread through all the earth abroad 
The honors of thy Name. 

3 Jesus ! the Name that charms our fears, 
That bids our sorrows cease ; 

'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
'Tis life, and health, and peace. 

4 He breaks the power of cancelled sin, 
He sets the pris'ner free : 

His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
His blood availed for me. 

5 He speaks — and, listening to his voice, 
New life the dead receive ; 

The mournful, broken hearts rejoice; 
The humble poor believe. 

6 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb. 
Your loosened tongues employ ; 

Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, 
And leap, ye lame, for joy. 


457 C. M. C. Wesley. 


LOOK unto Him, ye nations ; own 
Your God, ye fallen race : 
Look, and be saved through faith alone, 
Be justified by grace. 

2 See all your sins on Jesus laid : 
The Lamb of God was slain : 

His soul was once an off 'ring made 
For every soul of man. 

3 Awake from guilty nature's sleep, 
And Christ shall give you light : 

Cast all your sins into the deep, 
And wash the Ethiop white. 

4 With me, your chief, ye then shaU know, 
Shall feel, your sins forgiven; 

Anticipate your heaven below, 
And own that love is heaven. 

458 L. M. W*Txg 

Opening worship. 

JESUS, thou everlasting King, 
Accept the tribute which we bring; 
Accept thy well-deserved renown, 
And wear our praises as thy crown. 

2 Let every act of worship be 
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee — 
Like the blessed hour, when from above 
We first received the pledge of love. 

3 The gladness of that happy day, 
may it ever, ever stay ! 

Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 
Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold ' 


i Each foil' wing minute as it flies, 
Increase thy praise, improve our joys, 
Till we are raised to sing thy name 
At the great supper of the Lamb. 

459 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

An interest in Christ. 
A ND can it he that I should gain 
J\_ An interest in the Saviour's blood ? 
Died he for me, who caused his pain ? 
For me, who him to death pursued ? 
Amazing love ! how can it be 
That thou, my Lord, shouldst die for me ! 

2 'Tis myst'ry all! th' Immortal dies! 
Who can explore his strange design ? 

In vain the first-born seraph tries 

To sound the depths of love Divine ! 
'Tis mercy all ! let earth adore : 
Let angel minds inquire no more. 

3 He left his Father's throne above ; 
(So free, so infinite his grace !) 

Emptied himself of all but love, 

And bled for Adam's helpless race : 
'Tis mercy all, immense and free, 
For, my God, it found out me! 

4 Long my imprisoned spirit lay 

Fast bound in sin, and nature's night . 
Thine eye diffused a quick'ning ray ; 

I woke ; the dungeon flamed with light ! 
My chains fell off, my heart was free ; 
I rose, went forth, and followed thee. 

5 No condemnation now I dread ; 
Jesus, and all in him, is mine ! 

Alive in him, my living Head, 

And clothed in righteousness Divine, 
Bold I approach th' eternal throne, 
And claim the crown, through Christ, my owr 


460 L - M « J - Wesley 
[From the German of Zinzendorf.] 

Receiving the atonement. 

JESUS, thy blood and righteousness 
My "beauty are, my glorious dress : 
^Iidst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day, 
For who aught to my charge shall lay ? 
Fully absolved through these I am, 
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame 

3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, 
Who from the Father's bosom came, 
Who died for me, e'en me. t ; atone, 
Now for my Lord and God I own. 

4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood, 
Which, at the mercy-seat of God, 
For ever doth for sinners plead. 

For me, e'en for my soul, was shed. 

5 Lord, I believe were sinners more 
Than sands upon the ocean shore, 
Thou hast for all a ransom paid, 
For all a full atonement made. 

461 £• M. C. WESLsr 

The work of faith. 

AUTHOR of faith, eternal Word, 
Whose Spirit breathes the active flame, 
Faith, like its Finisher and Lord, 
To-day, as yesterday, the same: 

2 To thee our humble hearts aspire. 

And ask the gift unspeakable : 
Increase in us the kindled fire, 

In us the work of faith fulfil. 


3 By faith we know thee strong to saves 
(Save us, a present Saviour, thou!) 

Whate'er we hope, by faith we have ; 
Future and past subsisting now. 

4 To him that in thy name believes, 
Eternal life with thee is given : 

Into himself he all receives, — 

Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 
6 The things unknown to feeble sense, 

Unseen by reason's glimm'ring ray, 
With strong commanding evidence, 

Their heavenly oi'igin display. 
6 Faith lends its realizing light, 

The clouds disperse, the shadows fly, 
Th' Invisible appears in sight, 

And God is seen by mortal eye. 

4,62 8,8,8,8,8,8. J. Wesley. 

[From the German of Rothe.] 

Exulting in the atonement. 

VTOW I have found the ground wherein 

j[\| Sure my soul's anchor may remain ; 

The wounds of Jesus — for my sin 

Before the world's foundation slain, 
Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, 
When heaven and earth are fled away. 

2 Father, thine everlasting grace 
Our scanty thought surpasses far: 

TLy heart still melts with tenderness: 

Thy arms of love still open are, 
Returning sinners to receive, 
That mercy they may taste, and live. 

3 love, thou bottomless abyss! 
My sins are swallowed up in thee ; 

Covered is my unrighteousness, 
Nor spot of guilt remains on me. 


While Jesus' blood, through earth and skies, 
Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries ! 

4 By faith I plunge me in this sea : 
Here is my hope, my joy, my iest ; 

Hither, when hell assails, I flee ; 

1 look into my Saviour's breast : 
Away, sad doubt and anxious fear, 
Mercy is all that 's written there. 

5 Though waves and storms go o'er my head 
Though strength, and health, and friends 

be gone, 
Though joys be withered all and dead, 

Though every comfort be withdrawn, — 
On this my steadfast soul relies, 
Father, thy mercy never dies. 

6 Fixed on this ground will I remain, 
Though my heart fail, and flesh decay : 

This anchor shall my soul sustain, 

When earth's foundations melt away ; 
Mercy's full power I then shall prove, 
Loved with an everla-sting love. 

463 S. M. Watt* 

Psalm xxxii. 1-6. 

BLESSED souls are they, 
Whose sins are covered o'er ! 
Divinely bless'd, to whom the Loid 
Imputes their guilt no more. 

2 They mourn their follies past, 
And keep their hearts with care : 

Their lips and lives, without deceit. 
Shall prove their faith sincere. 

3 While I concealed my guilt, 
I felt the fest'ring wound ; 

Till I confessed my sins to thee^ 
And ready pardon fcund. 


4 Let sinners learn to pray, 

Let saints keep near the throne: 

Our help in times of deep distress 
Is found in God alone. 

464 c - M - Watts 

1 Cor. vi. 9-11. 

NOT the malicious or profane, 
The wanton or the proud, 
Nor thieves, nor sland'rers, shall obtain 
The kingdom of our God. 

2 Surprising grace ' and such were "we, 
By nature and by sin ! 

Heirs of immortal misery, 
Unholy and unclean. 

3 Bat we are washed in Jesus' blood, 
We're pardoned through his name, 

And the good Spirit of our God 
Has sanctified our frame. 

4 for a persevering pow«r, 
To keep thy just commands ! 

We would defile our hearts no more, 
No more pollute our hands. 

465 S. M. Watts. 

BEHOLD ! what wondrous grace 
The Father hath bestowed 
On sinners of a mortal race, — 
To call them sons of God! 

2 'Tis no surprising thing 
That we should be unknown: 

The Jewish world knew not their King, 
God's everlasting Son. 

3 Nor does it yet appear 

How great we must be made ; 


But when we see our Saviour here, 
We shall be like our Head. 

4 A hope so much divine, 
May trials well endure. 

May purge our souls from sense and s!n. 
As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 

5 If in my Father's love 
I share a filial part, 

Send clown thy Spirit, like a dove, 
To rest upon my heart. 

6 We would no longer lie 

Like slaves beneath the throne : 
My faith shall Abba, Father, cry, 
And thou the kindred own. 

466 S. M. C Weslby. 

Witness of adoption. 

HOW can a sinner know 
His sins on earth forgiven ? 
How can my gracious Saviour show 
My name inscribed in heaven ! 

2 What we have felt and seen, 
With confidence we tell ; 

And publish to the sons of men 
The signs infallible. 

3 We who in Christ believe 
That he for us hath died, 

We all his unknown peace receive, 
And feel his blood applied. 

4 Exults our rising soul, 
Disburdened of her load, 

And swells unutterably full 
Of glory and of God 

5 His love, surpassing far 
The love of all beneath, 


We find within our hearts, and dare 
The pointless darts of death. 

6 Stronger than death or hell 
The sacred power we prove ; 

And conqu'rors of the world, we dwell 
In heaven, who dwell in love. 

467 S. M. C. Wesley 


TT7E by his Spirit prove, 

V V And know the things of God, 
The things which freely of his love 
He hath on us bestowed. 

2 His Spirit us he gave, 

Who dwells in us, we know : 
The witness in ourselves we have, 
And all its fruits we show. 

3 The meek and lowly heart 
That in our Saviour was, 

To us his Spirit does impart, 
And signs us with his cross. 

4 Our nature 's turned, our mind 
Transformed in all its powers ; 

And both the witnesses are joined, 
The Spirit of God with ours. 

5 Whate'er our pard'ning Lord 
Commands, we gladly do ; 

And, guided by his sacred word, 
We all his steps pursue. 

6 His glory our design, 

We live our God to please ; 
And rise, with filial fear divine, 
To perfect holiness. 


468 6,6,6,6,8,6,8,6. J. Wesley 

The Spirit of adoption. 
T7"E simple souls, that stray 
X Far from the path of peace, 
That unfrequented way 

To life and happiness. 
How long will ye your folly love. 

And throng the downward road 
And hate the wisdom from above 

And mock the sons of God? 

2 Madness and misery 

Te count our life beneath, 
And nothing great can see, 

Or glorious, in our death : 
As born to suffer and to grieve, 

Beneath your feet we lie ; 
And utterly contemned we live, 

And unlamented die. 

3 Poor pensive sojourners, 
O'erwhelmed with grief and woes, 

Perplexed with 'needless fears, 
And pleasure's mortal foes. — 

More irksome than a gaping tomb, 
Our sight ye cannot bear, 

Wrapped in the melancholy gloom 
Of fanciful despair. 

4 So wretched and obscure, 
The men whom ye despise, 

So foolish, weak, and poor, 

Above your scorn we rise : 
Our conscience in the Holy Ghost 

Can witness better things : 
For He whose blood is all our boast. 

Hath made us priests and king3. 

5 Pviches unsearchable, 
I& Jesus' love we know. 


And pleasures from the well 

Of life our souls o'erflow : 
From him' the Spirit we receive 

Of wisdom, grace, and power, 
And always sorrowful we live, 

Rejoicing evermore. 

6 Angels our servants are, 
And keep in all our ways, 

And in their hands they bear 

The sacred sons of grace : 
Our guardians to that heavenly bliss> 

They all our steps attend ; 
And God himself our Father is, 

And Jesus is our Friend. 

7 With him we walk in white ; 
We in his image shine ; 

Our robes are robes of light: 

Our righteousness Divine : 
On all the grov'iling kings of earth 

With pity we look down, 
And claim, in virtue of our birth, 

A never-fading crown. 

469 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Weslby. 

"Whereby we cry, Abba, Father." 

ARISE, my soul, arise, 
Shake off thy guilty fears, 
The bleeding Sacrifice 
In my behalf appears : 
Before the throne my Surety stands, 
My name is written on his hands. 
2 He ever lives above. 
For me to intercede; 
His all-redeeming love, 

His precious blood, to plead: 
His blood atoned for all our race. 
And sprinkles now the throne of gfrace. 


S Five bleeding wounds he bears, 

Received on Calvary ; 
They pour effectual prayers, 
They strongly speak for me : 
"Forgive him, forgive," they cry, 
" Nor let that ransomed sinner die ! : ' 

4 The Father hears him pray, 
His dear Anointed One : 

He cannot turn away 

The presence of his Son : 
His Spirit answers to the blood, 
And tells me I am born of God. 

5 My God is reconciled, 

His pard'ning voice I hear : 
He owns me for his child, 
I can no longer fear : 
With confidence I now draw nigh, 
And Father, Abba, Father, cry. 

£70 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Weslev. 

Glowing gratitude. 
TTTHAT am I, thou glorious God ! 

VV And what my father's house to thee ' 
That thou such mercies hast bestowed 
On me, the vilest reptile, me ! 

1 take the blessing from above, 
And wonder at thy boundless love. 

2 Me in my blood thy love passed by, 
And stopped, my ruin to retrieve ; 

Wept o'er my soul thy pitying eye ; 

Thy bowels yearned, and sounded, "Live ' 
Dying, I heard the welcome sound, 
And pardon in thy mercy found. 

3 Honor, and might, and thanks, and praise 
I render to my pard'ning God ! 

Extol the riches of thy grace, 

And spread thy saving name abroad ; 


That only name to sinners given 
Which lifts poor dying worms to heaven. 

4 Jesus, I bless thy gracious power, 
And all within me shouts thy name ! 

Thy name let every soul adore, 

Thy power let every tongue proclaim : 

Thy grace let every sinner know, 

And find in thee his heaven below. 

4.71 8,7,8,7,4,7. 

11 Whom not having seen, we love." 

OTHOU God of my salvation, 
My Redeemer from all sin, 
Moved by thy Divine compassion, 
Who hast died my heart to win, 

I will praise thee : 
Where shall I thy praise begin ? 

2 Though unseen, I love the Saviour : 
He hath brought salvation near, — 

Manifests his pard'ning favor, 
And, when Jesus doth appear, 

Soul and body 
Shall his glorious image bear. 

3 While the angel choirs are crying, 
Glory to the great I AM ! 

F with them will still be vying, 
Glory ! glory to the Lamb ! 

how precious 
Is the sound of Jesus' name ! 

4 Angels now are hov'ring round us, 
Unperceived they mix the throng, 

Wond'ring at the love that crowned us. 
Glad to join the holy song : 

Love and pratse to Christ belong ! 


6 Now I see, with joy and wonder, 
Whence the gracious spring arose : 

Angel minds are lost to ponder 
Dying love's mysterious cause ; 

Yet the blessing, 
Down to all, to me it flows. 

6 This hath set me all on fire ; 

Strongly glows the flame of love : 
Higher mounts my soul, and higher, 

Struggles for its swift remove ; 
Then I'll praise him 

In a nobler strain above ! 


47 & S. M. Watts 

1 Peter i. 8. 

"OT with our mortal eyes 
Have we beheld the Lord ; 
Yet we rejoice to hear his name, 
And love him in his word. 

2 On earth we want the sight 
Of our Redeemer's face ; 

Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight 
To dwell upon thy grace. 

3 And when we taste thy love, 
Our joys divinely grow 

Unspeakable, like those above, 
And heaven begins below. 

i^S 7s Cowpeb,. 

Love to the Saviour. 

HARK, my soul, it is the Lord ! 
'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word ! 
Jesus speaks, he speaks to thee-' 
"Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me? 


2 " I delivered thee when bound, 
And, when bleeding, healed thy wound; 
Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, 
Turned thy darkness into light. 

3 " Can a mother's tender care, 
Cease toward the child she bare ? 
Fes, she may forgetful be, 

Yet will I remember thee. 

4 " Mine is an unchanging love, 
Higher than the heights above, 
Deeper than the depths beneath, 
Free and faithful, strong as death. 

5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, 
When the work of faith is done, 
Partner of my throne shalt be : 
Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ?" 

6 Lord, it is my chief complaint 
That my love is still so faint ; 
Yet I love thee and adore : 

for grace to love thee more ? 

474 C. M. Watts. 

The transports of love. 

O'TIS delight without alloy, 
Jesus, to hear thy name : 
My spirit leaps with inward joy, 
I feel the sacred flame. 

2 My passions hold a pleasing reign, 
When love inspires my breast, 

Love, the divinest of the train, 
The sovereign of the rest. 

3 This is the grace must live and sing 
When faith and hope shall cease, 

Must sound from every joyful string 
Through the sweet groves of bliss- 


4 Let life immortal seize my clay : 
Let love refine my blood ; 

Her flames can bear my soul away, 
Can bring me near my God. 

5 Swift I ascend the heavenly place, 
And hasten to my home: 

1 leap to meet thy kind embrace, 

I come, Lord, I come ! 

6 Sink down, ye separating hills, 
Let sin and death remove ; 

'Tis love that drives my chariot wheels 
And death must yield to love. 

475 C. M. C. Weslei. 

Love and praise. 

r FINITE, unexhausted Love ! — 
Jesus and Love are one — 
If still to me thy bowels move, 
They are restrained to none. 

2 What shall I do my God to love, 
My loving God to praise, 

The length, and breadth, and height to prove. 
And depth, of sovereign grace ? 

3 Thy sovereign grace to all extends, 
Immense and unconfinec 1 ; 

From age to age it never ends, 
It reaches all mankind. 

4r Throughout the world its breadth is known 

Wide as infinity, — 
So wide, it never passed by one, 

Or it had passed by me. 

5 My trespass was grown up to heaven ; 

But far above the skies, 
Through Christ abundantly forgiven, 

I see thy mercies rise. 


6 The depth of all-redeeming love, 

What angel tongue can tell? 
may I to the utmost prove 

The gift unspeakable ! 

476 0. M. Newtoh. 

' The fruit of the Spirit is — joy." 

JOY is a fruit that will not grow 
In nature's barren soil : 
All we can boast, till Christ we know, 
Is vanity and toil. 

2 But where the Lord has planted grace, 
And made his glories known, 

There fruits of heavenly joy and peace 
Are found — and there alone. 

3 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith — 
A sense of pard'ning love — 

A hope that triumphs over death — 
Give joys like those above. 

4 To take a glimpse within the veil, 
To know that God is mine — 

Are springs of joy that never fail, 
Unspeakable, divine ! 

5 These are the joys which satisfy, 
And sanctify the mind ; 

Which make the spirit mount on high, 
And leave the world behind. 

477 L. M. 0. Wesley 

[From the German.] 
Love and joy. 

I THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God, 
To wash me in thy cleansing blood ; 
To dwell within thy wounds : then pain 
Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 

2 Take my poor heart, and let it be 
For ever closed to all but thee I 


Seal rhou my breast, and let me wear 
That pledge of love for ever there. 
3 How blest are they who still abide 
Close sheltered in thy bleeding side! 
Who life and strength from thence derive. 
And by thee move,, and in thee live. 
i What are our works but sin and death. 
Till thou thy quick'ning Spirit breathe ! 
Thou giv'st the power thy grace to more 
wondrous grace ! boundless love ! 

478 L. M. J. Wesley. 

TTOW can it be, thou heavenly King, 
XX That thou shouldst as to glory bring ? 
Make slaves the partners of thy throne, 
Decked with a never-fading crown '. 

2 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow. 
Our words are lost, nor will we know 

Nor will we think of aught beside. 
" My Lord, my Love is crucified." 

3 Ah ! Lord, enlarge our scanty thought. 
To know the wonders thou hast wrought : 
Unloose our stammering tongues to tell 
Thy love immense, unsearchable ! 

4 First-born of many brethren thou, 
To thee, lo, all our souls we bow : 

To thee our hearts and hands we give ; 
Thine may we die, thine may we live. 

479 8,7. 

Sitting at the Cross. 

SWEET the moments, rich in blessing. 
Which before the cross I spend; 
Life, and health, and peace possessing, 
From the sinner's dying Friend: 


Here I'll sit, for ever viewing 
Mercy's streams in streams of blood 

Precious drops, my soul bedewing, 
Plead and claim my peace with God. 

2 Truly blessed is this station, 
Low before his cross to lie ; 

While I see divine compassion 

Floating in his languid eye : 
Here it is I find my heaven, 

While upon the Lamb I gaze : 
Love I much ? I've much forgiven — 

I'm a miracle of grace ! 

3 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
With my tears his feet I'll bathe. 

Constant still in faith abiding, 

Life deriving from his death. 
May I still enjoy this feeling, 

In all need to Jesus go ; 
Prove his wounds each day more healing, 

And himself more deeply know. 

1,80 L - M - C. Weslbi 

Proverbs iii. 18-18. 

HAPPY the man that finds the grace, 
The blessing of God's chosen race, 
The wisdom coming from above, 
The faith that sweetly works by love. 

2 Happy, beyond description, he 

Who knows " the Saviour died for me!" 
The gift unspeakable obtains, 
And heavenly understanding gains. 

3 Wisdom Divine ! who tells the price 
Of wisdom's costly merchandise ? 
Wisdom to silver we prefer, 

And gold is dross compared to her. 


4 Her hands are filled with length of days, 
True richer and immortal praise — 
Riches of Christ on all bestowed, 

And honor that descends from God. 

5 To purest joys she all invites, 
Chaste, holy, spiritual delights : 
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
And all her flowery paths are peace. 

6 Happy the man who wisdom gains ; 
Thrice happy who his guest retains : 
He owns, and shall for ever own, 
Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven, are one. 

481 C. M. Watts 

God the source of joy. 

MY God, the spring of all my joys, 
The life of my delights', 
The glory of my brightest days, 
And comfort of my nights ! — 

2 In darkest shades if thou appear, 
My dawning is begun ; 

Thou art my soul's bright morning star, 
And thou my rising sun. 

3 The opening heavens around me shine 
With beams of sacred bliss, 

If Jesus show his mercy mine, 
And whisper I am his. 

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay, 
At that transporting word, 

Run up with joy the shining way, 
To sec and praise my Lord. 

5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 
I'd break through every foe; 

The wings of love and arms of faith 
Would bear me conqu'ror through- 


482 10,10,11,11. C. Wesley. 

"All joy and peace in believing." 

REJOICE evermore With angels above, 
. In Jesus's power, In Jesus's love : 
VTith glad exultation Your triumph proclaim, 
Ascribing salvation To God and the Lamb. 

2 Thou, Lord, our relief In trouble hast been, 
Hast saved us from grief, Hast saved us from sin : 
The power of thy Spirit Hath set our hearts free, 
And now we inherit All fulness in thee — 

3 All fulness of peace, All fulness of joy, 
And spiritual bliss That never shall cloy : 
To us it is given In Jesus to know 

A kingdom of heaven, A heaven below. 

4 No longer we join, While sinners invite, 
Nor envy the swine Their brutish delight : 
Their joy is all*sadness, Their mirth is all vain, 
Their laughter is madness, Their pleasure is 


5 might they at last With sorrow return, 
The pleasure to taste For which they were born; 
Our Jesus receiving, Our happiness prove, 
The joy of believing, The heaven of love! 

483 11,9. C. Wesley 

Ecstasy of the new-born soul. 

HOW happy are they Who their Saviour obey. 
And have laid up their treasures above ! 
Tongue cannot express The sweet comfort and 
Of a soul in its earliest love ! 
2 That comfort was mine, When the favor Di- 
I first found in the blood of the Lamb : 
When my heart it believed, What a joy I received, 
What a heaven in Jesus's name ! 


3 'Twas a heaven below My Redeemer to know, 
And the angels could do nothing more 

Than fall at his feet, And the story repeat, 
And the Lover of sinners adore. 

4 Jesus all the day long Was my joy and my 

that all his salvation might see ! 
rie hath loved me, 1 cried, He hath suffered an?. 

To redeem a poor rebel like me. 

5 On the wings of his love I was carried above 
All sin, and temptation, and pain : 

I could not believe That I ever should grieve, 
That I ever should suffer again. 

6 I rode on the sky, Freely justified I, 
Nor did envy Elijah his seat : 

My soul mounted higher In a chariot of fire, 
And the moon it was under my feet. 

7 the rapturous height Of that holy delight 
Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! 

Of my Saviour possessed, I was perfectly blessed, 
As if filled with the fulness of God. 

484 8s. C. Wesley. 

Seraphic joy. 

A FOUNTAIN of life and of grace 
In Christ, our Redeemer, we see : 
For us, who his offers embrace, 

For all, it is open and free : 
Jehovah himself cloth invite 

To drink of his pleasures unknown, 
The streams of immortal delight 
That flow from his heavenly throne. 

2 As soon as in him we believe, 
By faith of his Spirit we take ? 


And, freely forgiven, receive 

The mercy for Jesus's sake! 
We gain a pure drop of his love ; 

The life of eternity know; 
Angelical happiness prove ; 

And witness a heaven below. 

485 10,11,10,11. C. Wesley. 


ALL praise to the Lamb ! Accepted I am, 
I'm bold to believe on my Jesus's name: 
In him I confide, His blood is applied; 
For me he has suffered, for me he has died. 

2 Not a doubt can arise To darken the skies, 
Or hide for a moment my Lord from mine eyes ■ 
In him I am blest, I lean on his breast, 
And lo ! in his wounds I continually rest. 

486 7s. C. Wesley, 

JESUS is our common Lord,. 
He our loving Saviour is : 
By his death to life restored, 
Mis'ry we exchange for bliss — 

2 Bliss to carnal minds unknown: 
'tis more than tongue can tell! 

Only to believers shown, 
Glorious and unspeakable. 

3 Christ, our Brother and our Friend, 
Shows us his eternal love : 

Never shall our triumphs end, 
Till we take our seats above. 

4 Let us walk with him in white , 
For our bridal day prepare, 

For our partnership in light, 
For our glorious meeting there 1 


487 10,11,10,11. C. Wesley. 
Heaven below. 

MY God, I am thine : What a comfort divine. 
What a blessing to know that my Jesus if 
In th' heavenly Lamb Thrice happy I am, — * 
My heart doth rejoice at the sound of his name 

2 True pleasures abound In the rapturous 

sound ; 
Whoever hath found it, hath paradise found : 
My Jesus to know, And feel his blood flow, — 
'Tis life everlasting, 'tis heaven below. 

3 Yet onward I haste To th' heavenly feast : 
That, that is the fulness ; but this is the taste ! 
And this I shall prove, Till with joy I remove 
To th' heaven of heavens in Jesus's love. 

488 L. M. Watts. 
"Our rejoicing is this*' — 

LORD, how secure and blessed are they 
Who feel the joys of pardoned sin ! 
Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, 
Their minds have heaven and peace within. 

2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, 
Made up of innocence and love ; 

And soft and silent as the shades 
Their nightly minutes gently move 

3 Quick as their thoughts their joys come on 
But fly not half so fast away : 

Their souls are ever bright as noon, 
And calm as summer evenings be. 

4 How oft they look to th' heavenly hills, 
Where groves of living pleasures grow I 

And longing hopes and cheerful smiles 
Sit undisturbed upon their brow. 


5 They scorn to seek our golden toys, 
But spend the day and share the night 

In numbering o'er the richer joys 

That heaven prepares for their ielight. 

480 L. M. Watts. 

Luke xv. 10. 

WHO can describe the joys that rise 
Through all the courts of paradise, 
To see a prodigal return, 
To see an heir of glory born ! 

2 With joy the Father doth approve 
The fruit of his eternal love : 
The Son with joy looks down and sees 
The purchase of his agonies. 

' 3 The Spirit takes delight to view 
The holy soul he formed anew ; 
And saints and angels join to sing 
The growing empire of their King. 

490 7s. C. Wesley. 

Luke xv. 10. 

SONS of God, exulting rise, 
Join toe triumph of the skies : 
See the prodigal is come, 
Shout to bear the wand'rer home ! 

2 Strive in joy, with angels strive. 
He was dead, but now 's alive ! 
Loud repeat the glorious sound, 
He was lost, but now is found ! 

3 Now the gracious Father smiles ; 
Now the Saviour boasts his spoils : 
Now the Spirit grieves no more : 
Sing ye heavens ; and earth, adore I 


491 C. M. C. Wesley. 

The benediction. — Numbers vi. 24-27. 

JEHOVAH, God the Father, bless, 
And thy own work defend ! 
With mercy's outstretched arms embrace, 

And keep us to the end. 
Preserve the creatures of thy love ; 

By providential care 
Conducted to the realms above, 
To sing thy goodness there ! 

2 Jehovah, God the Son, reveal 
The brightness of thy face, 

And all thy pardoned people fill 

With plenitude of grace ! 
Shine forth with all the Deity, 

Which dwells in thee alone ; 
And lift us up, thy face to see, 

On thy eternal throne. 

3 Jehovah, God the Spirit, shine, 
Father and Son to show ! 

With bliss ineffable, divine, 

Our ravished hearts o'erfiow! 
Sure earnest of that happiness 

Which human hope transcends. 
Be thou our everlasting peace ; 

When grace in glory ends ! 


4-9£ 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley. 

" Changed— from glory to glory." 

SINCE the Son hath made me free, 
Let me taste my liberty ! 
Thee behold with open face, 
Triumph in thy saving grace 1 


Thy great will delight to prove, 
Glory in thy perfect love ! 

2 Abba, Father, hear thy child, 
Late in Jesus reconciled ; 
Hear, and all the graces shower, 
All the joy, and peace, and powcT ; 
All my Saviour asks above, 

All the life and heaven of love. 

3 Lord, I will not let thee go 
Till the blessing thou bestow : 
Hear my Advocate Divine! 
Lo ! to his my suit I join : 
Joined to his, it cannot fail: 
Bless me ; for I will prevail. 

4 Heavenly Father, Life Divine, 
Change my nature into thine ! 

Move, and spread throughout my soul, 
Actuate, and fill the whole ! 
Be it I no longer now 
Living in the flesh, but thou. 

5 Holy Ghost, no more delay ! 
Come, and in thy temples stay ! 
Now thine inward witness bear, 
Strong, and permanent, and clear ; 
Spring of life, thyself impart ; 
Rise eternal in my heart ! 

493 S. M. C. Wesley 

The new creation. 

THE thing my God doth hate, 
That I no more may do. 
Thy creature, Lord, again create, 

And all my soul renew : 
My soul shall then, like thine, 

Abhor the thing unclean, 
And, sanctified by love Divine, 
For ever cease from sin. 


2 That blessed law of thine, 
Jesus, to me impart, 

The Spirit's law of life Divine, 

write it in my heart! 
Implant it deep within, 

Whence it may ne'er remove, 
The law of liberty from sin, 

The perfect law of love. 

3 Thy nature be my law, 
Thy spotless sanctity ; 

And sweetly every moment draw 

My happy soul to thee. 
Soul of my soul remain ! 

Who didst for all fulfil, 
In me, Lord, fulfil again 

Thy Heavenly Father's will ! 

494 C. M. C. Weslb* 

Perfect purification. 

FOB. ever here my rest shall be, 
Close to thy bleeding side ; 
This all my hope, and all my plea, 
For me the Saviour died. 

2 My dying Saviour, and my God, 

Fountain foi guilt and sin, 
Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, 

And cleanse and keep me clean. 

8 Wash me, and make me thus thine own j 

Wash me, and mine thou art ; 
Wash me, but not my feet alone, 

My hands, my head, my heart. 

4 Th' atonement of thy blood apply, 

Till faith to sight improve, 
Till hope in full fruition die, 

And all my soul be love. 


495 6,6,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley. 

The Saviour'' s captive. 

JESUS, thou art our King! 
To me thy succor bring — 
Christ, the mighty One, art thou, 

Help for all on thee is laid : 
This the word ; I claim it now ; 

Send me now the promised aid. i 

2 High on thy Father's throne, 
look with pity down ! 
Help, help, attend my call, 

Captive lead captivity : 
King of glory, Lord of all, 

Christ, be Lord, be King to me ! 

3 1 pant to feel thy sway, 
And only thee t' obey : 

Thee my spirit gasps to meet : 

This my one, my ceaseless prayer, 

Make, make my heart thy seat, 
set up thy kingdom there ! 

4 Triumph and reign in me, 
And spread thy victory : 

Hell, and death, and sin control, 
Pride, and wrath, and every foe, — 

All subdue ; through all my soul, 
Conqu'ring and to conquer go. 

496 8,8,8,8,8,8. J. Wesley. 

[Fi-om the German of Paul Gerhard.] 
All-absorbi'ig love. 

JESUS, thy boundless love to me 
No thought can reach, no tongue declare : 
knit my thankful heart to thee, 

And reign without a rival there! 
Thine wholly, thine alone, T am: 
Be thou alone my constant flame. 


2 grant that nothing in my soul 
May dwell, but thy pure love alone! 

may thy love possess me whole, 

My joy, my treasure, and my crown? 
Strange flames far from my heart remove, 
My every act, word, thought, be love. 

3 love, how cheering is thy ray ! 
All pain before thy presence flies ; 

Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, 

Where'er thy healing beams arise : 
Jesus, nothing may I see, 
Nothing desire or seek but thee ! 

4 Unwearied may I this pursue, 
Dauntless to the high prize aspire ; 

Hourly within my soul renew 

This holy flame, this heavenly fire , 
And day and night be all my care 
To guard the sacred treasure there. 

497 C. M. C. Weslet. 

The rest of faith. 

LORD, I believe a rest remains, 
To all thy people known ; 
A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, 
And thou art loved alone : 

2 A rest where all our soul's desire 
Is fixed on things above ; 

Where fear, and sin, and grief expire, 
Cast out by perfect love. 

3 that I now the rest might know, 
Believe, and enter in ! 

Now, Saviour, now the power bestow, 
And let me cease from sin ! 

4 Remove this hardness from my hearty 
This unbelief remove : 

To me the rest of faith impart, 
The Sabbath of thy love. 


498 C. M. C. Wesley. 


T WOULD be thine, thou know'st I would, 
And have thee all my own; 
Thee, my all-sufficient Good! 

1 want, and thee alone. 

2 Thy name to me, thy nature grant ! 
This, only this, be given: 

Nothing besides my God I want ; 
Nothing in earth or heaven. 

3 Come, my Saviour, come away ! 
Into my soul descend ! 

No longer from thy creature stay, 
My Author and my End ! 

4 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
And seal me thine abode ! 

Let all I am in thee be lost ; 
Let all be lost in God! 

499 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Wesley. 

The work of purification. 

NOW, e'en now, I yield, I yield, 
With all my sins to part: 
Jesus, speak my pardon sealed, 

And purify my heart! 
Purge the love of sin away, 

Then I into nothing fall, — 
Then I see the perfect day, 
And Clmst is all in all. 

2 Jesus, now our hearts inspire 
With that pure love of thine: 

Kindle now the heavenly fire, 

To brighten and refine: 
Purify our faith like gold ; 

All the dross of sin remove ; 
Melt our spirits down, and mould 

Into thy perfect love. 


500 C. M. C. Weslb? 

The rapture of love. 

I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, 
And ever prays for me : 
A token of his love he gives, 
A pledge of liberty. 

2 I find him lifting up my head, 
He brings salvation near : 

His presence makes me free indeed, 
And he will soon appear. 

3 He wills that I should holy be ! 
What can withstand his will ? 

The counsel of his grace in me 
He surely shall fulfil. 

4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word ; 
I steadfastly believe 

Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, 
And to thyself receive. 

5 Joyful in hope, my spirit soars 
To meet thee from above, 

Thy goodness thankfully adores ; » 

And sure I taste thy love. 

6 Thy love I soon expect to find, 
In all its depth and height ; 

To comprehend th' Eternal Mind, 
And grasp the Infinite, 

501 C. M. C. Wesley. 

"TTTHEN Christ doth in my heart appear. 
VV And love erects its throne, 

1 then enjoy salvation here, 

And heaven on earth begun. 

2 When God is mine, and I am his. 
Of paradise possessed, 


1 taste unutterable bliss, 
And everlasting rest. 

3 The bliss of those that fully dwell, 
Fully in thee believe, 

'Tis more than angel-tongues can tell, 
Or angel-minds conceive. 

4 Thou only know'st who didst obtain. 
And die to make it known : 

The great salvation now explain, 
And perfect us in one. 

5 May I, may all who humbly wait, 
The glorious joy receive: 

Joy above all conception great, 
Worthy of God to give. 

6 Lord, I believe, and rest secure 
In confidence divine : 

Thy promise stands for ever sure, 
And all thou art is mine. 

502 "s- C. Wesley. 

"Christ liveth in me." 

LOVING Jesus, gentle Lamb, 
In thy gracious hands I am : 
Make me, Saviour, what thou art, 
Live thyself within my heart. 

2 I shall then show forth thy praise, 
Serve thee all my happy days, 
Then the world shall always see 
Christ, the holy Child, in me. 

SOS C. M. C Weslet. 

The paradise of love. 

JESUS ! at thy feet we wait, 
Tih thou shalt bid us rise, 
Restored to our unsinning state, 
To love's sweet paradise. 


2 Saviour from sin, we thee receive, 
From all indwelling sin : 

Thy blood, we steadfastly believe, 
Shall make us throughly clean. 

3 Since thou wouldst have us free from sin. 
And pure as those above, 

Make haste to bi-ing thy nature in, 
And perfect us in love ! 

4 The counsel of thy love fulfil : 
Come quickly, gracious Lord! 

Be it according to thy will, 
According to thy word. 

5 that the perfect grace were given, 
Thy love diffused abroad ! 

that our hearts were all a heaven, 
For ever filled with God ! 

504 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Cordial obedience. 

(10ME, Lord, and claim me for thine own ! 
J Saviour, thy right assert ! 
Come, gracious Lord, set up thy throne, 
And reign within my heart ! 

2 The day of thy great power I feel, 
And pant for liberty ; 

1 loathe myself, deny my will, 

And give up all for thee. 

3 I hate my sins, no longer mine, 
For I renounce them too : 

My weakness with thy strength I join, 
Thy strength shall all subdue. 

4 So shall I bless thy pleasing sway, 
And, sitting at thy feet, 

Thy laws with all my heart obey, 
With all my soul submit. 


5 Thy love the conquest more than gains : 
To all I shall proclaim, 

Jesus, the King, the Conqu'ror reigns, 
Bow down to Jesus' name. 

6 To thee shall earth and hell submit, 
And every foe shall fall, 

Till death expires beneath thy feet, 
And God is all in all. 

505 C. M. C. Wesley. 

A holy heart, the Saviour's home. 

WHAT is our calling's glorious hope 
But inward holiness ? 
For this to Jesus I look up, 
I calmly wait for this. 

2 I wait, till he shall touch me clean, 
Shall life and power impart, 

Give me the faith that casts out sin, 
And purifies the heart. 

3 This is the dear redeeming grace, 
For every sinner free : 

Surely it shall on me take place, 
The chief of sinners, me. 

4 From all iniquity, from all, 
He shall my soul redeem ! 

In Jesus I believe, and shall 
Believe myself to him. 

5 When Jesus makes my heart his home, 
My sin shall all depart ; 

And, lo ! he saith, "I quickly come, 
To fill and rule thy heart!" 

6 Be it accoi-ding to thy word, 
Redeem me from all sin : 

My heart would now receive thee, Lord; 
Come in, my Lord, come in ! 


506 c - M - c - WE3LBy 

"Thy u-ill be done." 

JESUS, the life, the truth, the way, 
In whom I now believe, 
As taught by thee, in faith I pray 5 
Expecting to receive. 

2 Thy will by me on earth be done, 
As by the powers above, 

Who always see thee on thy throne, 
And glory in thy love. 

3 I ask in confidence the grace, 
That I may do thy will, 

As angels who behold thy face, 
And all thy words fulfil. 

4 Surely I shall, the sinner I, 
Shall serve thee without, fear, 

If thou my nature sanctify 
In answer to my prayer. 

507 L- M. C. Wesley. 

This is the will of Gcd" — 
E wills that I should holy be : 
That holiness I long to feel ; 
That full Divine conformity 

To all my Saviour's righteous will. 
2 See, Lord, the travail of thy soul, 

Accomplished in the change of mine ; 
And plunge me, every whit made whole, 
In all the depths of love Divine ! 

508 L. M. C. Wesley 

'That the body of sin might be destroyed." 

THOU God that answerest by fire, 
On thee in Jesus' name we call, 
Fulfil our faithful heart's desire, 
And let on us thy Spirit fall. 



2 Bound on the altar of thy cross 
Our old offending nature lies : 

Now, for the honor of thy cause, 
Come, and consume the sacrifice ! 

3 Consume our lusts as rotten wood; 
Consume our stony hearts within ; 

Consume the dust, the serpent's food, 
And dry up all the streams of sin. 

4 Its body totally destroy ! 

Thyself the Lord, the God, approve ! 
And fill our hearts with holy joy, 
And fervent zeal, and perfect love. 

5 that the fire from heaven might fall I 
Our sins its ready victims find, — 

Seize on our sins, and burn up all, 
Nor leave the least remains behind. 

6 Then shall our prostrate souls adore: 
The Lord, he is the God, confess; 

He is the God of saving power ! 
He is the God of hall'wing grace. 


509 L- M. C. Wesley 

The promised land of perfect love. 

F, Lord, I have acceptance found 
With thee, or favor in thy sight, 
Still with thy grace and truth surround, 
And arm me with thy Spirit's might. 

2 may I hear thy warning voice 
And timely fly from danger near 

With rev'rence unto thee rejoice, 
And love thee with a filial fear ! 

3 Still hold my soul in second life, 
And Buffer not my feet to slide: 

Support me in the glorious strife, 
And comfort me on every side. 


4 give me faith, and faith's increase; 
Finish the work begun in me, 

Preserve my soul in perfect peace, 
And let me always rest on thee ! 

5 let thy gracious Spirit guide 
And bring me to the promised land, 

Where righteousness and peace reside, 
And all submit to love's command : 

6 A land where milk and honey flow, 
And springs of pure delights arise, 

Delights which I shall shortly know, 
When I regain my paradise. 

510 L- M. C. Wesley 
The believer's rest. 

COME, thou greater than our heart, 
And make thy faithful mercies known :- 
The mind which was in thee impart ; 
Thy constant mind in us be shown. 

2 let us by thy cross abide, 

Thee, only thee, resolved to know, — 
The Lamb for sinners crucified, 
A world to save from endless woe. 

3 Take us into thy people's rest, 

And we from our own works shall cease : 
With thy meek spirit arm our breast, 
And keep our minds in perfect peace. 

4 Jesus, for this we calmly wait : 
let our eyes behold thee near ! 

Hasten to make our heaven complete, 
Appear, our glorious God, appear ! 

511 "s. C. Weslet 
Rejoicing in hope of perfect love. 

JESUS comes with all his grace, 
Comes to save a fallen race ; 


Object of our glorious hope, 
Jesus comes to lift us up ! 

2 Let the living stones cry out ! 
Let the sons of Abrah'm shout: 
Praise we all our lowly King, 
Give him thanks, rejoice, and sing. 

3 He hath our salvation wrought : 
He our captive souls hath bought ; 
He hath reconciled to God; 

He hath washed us in his blood. 

4 We are now his lawful right, 
Walk as children of the light : 
We shall soon obtain the grace, 
Pure in heart to see his face. 

5 We shall gain our calling's prize ; 
After God we all shall rise, 

Filled with joy, and love, and peace, 
Perfected in holiness. 

6 Let us then rejoice in hope, 
Steadily to Christ look up : 
Trust to be redeemed from sin, 
Wait, till he appear within. 

7 Hasten, Lord, the perfect day : 
Let thy every servant say, 

" I have now obtained the power, 
Born of God, to sin no more." 

512 CM. C. Weslki 

Rejoicing in hope. 

JOYFUL sound of gospel grace ! 
Christ shall in me appear: 
I, even I, shall see his face ; 
I shall be holy here. 

2 The glorious crown of righteousness 
To me reached out I view ; 


Conqu'ror through him, I soon shall seize. 
And wear it as my due. 

3 The promised land from Pisgah's top 
I now exult to see: 

My hope is full (0 glorious hope !) 
Of immortality. 

4 He visits now the house of clay ; 
He shakes his future home : 

wouldst thou, Loi'd, on this glad day, 
Into thy temple come ! 

5 With me, I know, I feel, thou art ; 
But this cannot suffice, 

Unless thou plant est in my heart 
A constant paradise. 

6 My earth thou water'st from on high, 
But make it all a pool: 

Spring up, Wei 1 , i ever cry, 
Spring up within my soul! 

7 Come, rry God, thyself reveal, 
Fill all thib mighty void : 

Thou only canst my, spirit fill : 
Come, my God, my God ! 

513 ' 8,8,6. C.Wesley. 

Rejoicing in hope. 

GLORIOUS hope of perfect love! 
It lifts me up to things above ; 
It bears on eagles' wings ; 
It gives my ravished soul a taste, 
And makes me for some moments feast 
With Jesus' priests and kings. 

2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, 
I stand, and, from the mountain top, 
See all the land below : 


Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
And all the fruits of paradise 
In endless plenty grow. 

3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil, 
Favored with God's peculiar smile, 

"With every blessing blessed: 
There dwells the Lord our Righteousness 
And keeps his own in perfect peace, 

And everlasting rest. 

4 that I might at once go up ! 
No more on this side Jordan stop, 

But now the land possess ! 
This moment end my legal years, — 
Sorrows, and sins, and doubts, and fears, 

A howling wilderness. 

5 Now, my Joshua, bring me in ! 
Cast out thy foes ; the inbred sin, 

The carnal mind, remove : 
The purchase of thy death divide ; 
And, ! with all the sanctified, 

Give me a lot of love ! 

5J4 6,6,^,6,8,8. C. Wbslk 

Rejoicing in hope. 

"E ransomed sinners, hear, 
The pris'ners of the Lord, 
And wait till Christ appear, 
According to his word : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be free. 
2 In God we put our trust ; 

If we our sins confess, 
Faithful is he, and just, 
From all unrighteousness 
To cleanse us all, both you and me : 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

Y ] 


3 The word of God is sure, 
And never can remove ; 

We shall in heart be pure, 
And perfected in love: 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be ^ree. 

4 Then let us gladly bring 
Our sacrifice of praise : 

Let us give thanks and sing, 

And glory in his grace : 

Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 

We shall from all our sins be free. 

515 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Prisoners of hope. 

PRIS'NERS of hope, lift up your heads, 
The day of liberty draws near! 
Jesus, who on the serpent treads, 

Shall soon in your behalf appear : 
The Lord will to his temple come ; 
Prepare your hearts to make him room. 

2 Ye all shall find whom in his word 
Himself hath caused to put your trust, 

The Father of our dying Lord 
Is ever to his promise just : 
Faithful, if we our sins confess, 
To cleanse from all unrighteousness. 

3 ye of fearful hearts, be strong ! 
Your downcast eyes and hands lift up ! 

Ye shall not be forgotten long : 

Hope to the end, in Jesus hope T 
Tell him, ye wait his grace to prove, 
And cannot fail, if God is love ! 

4 Pris'ners of hope, be strong, be bold: 
Cast off your doubts, disdain to fear ; 


Dare to believe ! on Christ Lay hold ! 

Wrestle with Christ in mighty prayer: 
Tell him, " We will not let thee go, 
Till we thy name, thy nature know." 

516 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Wesley. 

Deut. xxxiii. 26-29. 

NONE is like Jeshurun's God, 
So great, so strong, so high ! 
Lo ! he spreads his wings abroad, 

He rides upon the sky ! 
Israel is his first-born son : 

God, th' almighty God, is thine : 
See him to thy help come down, 
The excellence Divine ! 

2 Thee the great Jehovah deigns 
To succor and defend ; 

Thee th' eternal God sustains, 
Thy Maker and thy Friend : 

Israel, what hast thou to dread? 
Safe 'from all impending harms, 

Round thee and beneath are spread 
The everlasting arms. 

3 God is thine: disdain to fear 
The enemy within: 

God shall in thy flesh appear, 

And make an end of sin: 
God the man of sin shall slay, 

Fill thee with triumphant joy ; 
God shall thrust him out, and say, 

"Destroy them all, destroy!" 

4 All the struggle then is o'er, 
And wars and fightings cease: 

Israel then shall sin no more, 
But dwell in perfect peace. 


All his enemies are gone : 

Sin shall have in him no part : 

Israel now shall dwell alone, 
"With Jesus in his heart, 

5 In a land of corn and wine 
His lot shall be below ; 

Comforts there, and blessings, join, 

And milk and honey flow : 
Jacob's well is in his soul ; 

Gracious dew his heavens distil, 
Fill his soul, already full, 

And shall for ever fill. 

6 Blest, Israel, art thou; 
What people is like thee? 

Saved from sin, by Jesus, now 

Thou art, and still shalt be : 
Jesus is thy sevenfold shield ; 

Jesus is thy flaming sword : 
Earth, and hell, and sin, shall yield 

To God's almighty word. 

517 L. M. C. Wesley 

Ezekiel xvi. 62, 63. 

GOD, most merciful and true, 
Thy nature to my soul impart: 
'Stablish with me the cov'nant new, 
And stamp thine image on my heart 

2 To real holiness restored, 
let me gain my Saviour's mind, 

And in the knowledge of my Lord, 
Fulness of life eternal find ! 

3 Remember, Lord, my sins no more, 
That them I may no more forget ; 

But, sunk in guiltless shame, adore, 
"With speechless wonder, at thy feet, 


4 Overwhelmed with thy stupendous grace, 
I shall not in thy presence move, 

But breathe unutterable praise, 
And rapt'rous awe, and silent love. 

5 Then every murm'ring thought, and vain, 
Expires, in sweet confusion lost: 

I cannot of my cross complain, — 
I cannot of my goodness boast. 

6 Pardoned for all that I have done, 
My mouth as in the dust I hide ; 

And glory give to God alone, 
My God for ever pacified ! 

518 L. M. C. Wesley . 
Ezekiel xxxvi. 23-25. 

GOD of all power, and truth, and grace, 
Which shall from age to age endure ; 
Whose word, when heaven and earth shall pass 
Remains, and stands for ever sure : 

2 Calmly to thee my soul looks up, 
And waits thy promises to prove, 

The object of my steadfast hope, 
The seal of thy eternal love. 

3 That I thy mercy may proclaim, 
That all mankind thy truth may see, 

Hallow thy great and glorious name, 
And perfect holiness in me. 

4 Thy sanctifying Spirit pour, 

To quench my thirst, and make me clean : 
Now, Father, let the gracious shower 
Descend, and make me pure from sin. 

519 L. M. C. Wesley. 
Ezekiel xxxvi. 26-28. 

GIVE me a new, a perfect heart, 
From doubt, and fear, and sorrow free : 


The mind which was in Christ impart ; 
And let my spirit cleave to thee. 

2 take this heart of stone away ! 
Thy sway it doth not, cannot own - 

In me no longer let it stay ; 

take away this heart of stone! 

3 that I now. from sin released, 

Thy word may te the utmost prove ! — 
Enter into the promised rest, 
The Canaan of thy perfect love. 

520 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Ezekiel xxxvi. 29, 30. 

FATHER, supply my every need : 
Sustain the life thyself hast given: 
grant the never-failing bread, 

The manna that comes down from heaven! 

2 The gracious fruits of righteousness, 
Thy blessings' unexhausted store, 

In me abundantly increase, 
Nor ever let me hunger more ! 

3 Let me no more, in deep complaint, 

" My leanness, my leanness !" cry; 
Alone consumed with pining want, 
Of all my Father's children. I. 

: The painful thirst, the fond desire, 
Thy joyous presence shall remove ! 

Jut my full soul shall still require 
A whole eternity of love. 

5^1 L. It C. Wesley. 

Ezekiel xxxvi. 31, 32 

HOLT, and true, and righteous Lord, 
I wait to prove thy perfect will : 
Be mindful of thy gracious word, 
And stamp me with thy Spirit's seaL 


2 Open my faith's interior eye; 
Display thy glory from above; 

And all I am shall sink and die, 
Lost in astonishment and love! 

3 Confound, o'erpower me by thy grace ; 
I would be by myself abhorred : 

All might, all majesty, all praise, 
All glory, be to CUrist my Lord ! 

4 Now let me gain perfection's height, 
Now let me into nothing fall ! 

As less than nothing in thy sight; 
And feel that Christ is all in all. 

5Q2 8,8,6. C. Wesley. 

The beatitudes. — Matt. v. 3-8. 

SAVIOUR, on me the want bestow 
Which all that feel shall surely know 
Their sins on earth forgiven : 
Give me to prove the kingdom mine, 
And taste, in holiness Divine, 
The happiness of heaven. 

2 Turn into flesh my heart of stone, 
And, while I mourn for thee alone, 

The consolation send : 
come thyself, my soul t' embrace, 
And let my cheerful life of grace 

In glorious comfort end ! 

3 Meeken my soul, thou heavenly Lamb, 
That I in the new earth may claim 

My hundred-fold reward.— 
My rich inheritance possess,- 
Co-heir with the great Prince of peace, 

Co-partner with my Lord. 

4 Me with that restless thirst inspire, 
That sacred, infinite desire, 

And feast my hungry heart *. 


Less than thyself cannot suffice ! 
My soul for all thy fulness cries, 
For all thou hast and art. 

5 Mercy who show shall mercy find : 
Thy pitiful and tender mind 

Be, Lord, on me bestowed ; 
So shall I still the blessing gain. 
And to eternal life retain 

The mercy of my God. 

6 Jesus, the crowning grace impart ! 
Bless me with purity of heart. 

That, now beholding thee, 
I soon may view thy open face, 
On all thy glorious beauties gaze, 

And God for ever see ! 

523 8,8,6. C. Weslbi. 

Concluded.— Matt. v. 9-12. 

LORD, give me that pacific mind 
Which spreads thy peace among mankind, 
And knits them all in one ; 
So shall he own me for his child, 
Who all, through thee, hath reconciled, 
And take me to his throne. 

2 Not for my fault, or folly's sake, 
The name, or mode, or form I take, 

But for true holiness : 
Let me be wronged, reviled, abhorred. 
And thee, my sanctifying Lord, 

In life and death confess. 

S Called to sustain the hallowed cross, 
Anl suffer for thy righteous cause, 

Pronounce me doubly blessed ; 
And let thy glorious Spirit, Lord, 
Assure me of my great reward, 

Tn heaven's eternal feast. 


524 C. M. C. Weslbi 

Rom. iv. 16-25. 

FATHER of Jesus Christ, my Lord, 
My Saviour and my Head, 

1 trust in thee, whose powerful word 

Hath raised him from the dead. 

2 Thou know'st for my oifence he died, 
And rose again for me ; 

Fully and freely justified, 
That I might live to thee. 

3 Eternal life to all mankind 
Thou hast in Jesus given ; 

And all who seek, in him shall find 
The happiness of heaven. 

4 All nations of the earth are blessed 
In him, who would restore, 

And take them all into his rest, 
And bid them sin no more. 

5 God, thy record I believe, 
In Abralrm's footsteps tread ; 

And wait, expecting to receive 
The Christ, the promised Seed ! 

5^5 C. M. C Weslbi 

N hope, against all human hope, 
Self-desp'rate I believe : 
Thy quick'ning word shall raise me up. 
Thou shalt thy Spirit give. 

2 The thing surpasses all my thought ; 
But faithful is my Lord : 

Through unbelief I stagger not, 
For God hath spoke the word. 

3 Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees. 
And looks to that alone ; 



Laughs at impossibilities, 

And cries, " It shall be done \ n 

4 To thee the glory of thy power 
And faithfulness I give ! 

1 shall in Christ, at that glad hour, 
And Christ in me shall live. 

5 Obedient faith that waits on thee, 
Thou never wilt reprove ; 

But thou wilt form thy Son in me. 
And perfect me in love. 

[From the French.] 

The act of consecration. 

COME, Saviour, Jesus, from above ! 
Assist me with thy heavenly grace ; 
Empty my heart of earthly love, 
And for thyself prepare the place. 

2 let thy sacred presence fill, 
And set my longing spirit free, 

Which pants to have no other will, 
But day and night to feast on thee. 

3 While in thi3 region here below, 
No other good will I pursue : 

I'll bid this world of noise and show, 
With all its glitt'ring snares, adieu ! 

4 That path with humble speed I'll seek , 
In which my Saviour's footsteps shine, 

Nor will I hear nor will I speak 
Of any other love but thine. 

5 Henceforth may no profane delight 
Divide this consecrated soul ; 

Possess it, thou, who hast the right, 
As Lord and Master of the whole. 


527 L. M. J. Wesley. 


"TTTEALTH, honor, pleasure, and what else 

\ V This short-enduring world can give. 
Tempt as ye will, my soul repels, 
To Christ alone resolved to live 

2 Thee I can love, and thee alone, 
With pure delight and inward bliss : 

To know thou tak'st me for thine own, 
what a happiness is this ! 

3 Nothing on earth do I desire 

But thy pure love within my breast : 
This, only this, will I require, 
And freely give up all the rest. 

«>Q3 C. M. C. Wesley. 

The act of consecration. 

LET Him to whom we now belong 
His sovereign right assert ! 
And take up every thankful song, 
And every loving heart. 

2 Pie justly claims us for his own, 
Who bought us with a price : 

The Christian lives to Christ alone, 
To Christ alone he dies. 

8 Jesus, thine own at last receive, 

rulfil our heart's desire ; 
And let us to thy glory live, 

And in thy cause expire ! 

4 Our souls and bodies we resign: 

With joy we render thee 
Our all, no longer ours, but thine, 

To all eternity. 


5Q9 8,8,8,8,8,8 C. Wesley 

The act of consecration. 

BEHOLD the servant of the Lord ! 
I wait thy guiding eye to feel, 
To hear and keep thy every word, 

To prove and do thy perfect will ; 
Joyful from my own works to cease, 
Glad to fulfil all righteousness. 

2 Me if thy grace vouchsafe to use, 
Meanest of all thy creatures, me, 

The deed, the time, the manner, choose ; 

Let all my fruit be found of thee ; 
Let all my works in thee be wrought, 
By thee to full perfection brought. 

3 Here then to thee thine own I leave ; 
Mould as thou wilt thy passive clay ; 

But let me all thy stamp receive, 
But let me all thy words obey ; 
Serve with a single heart and eye, 
And to thy glory live and die. 

530 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley 

The act of consecration. 

FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One in Three, and Three in One. 
As by the celestial host, 

Let thy will on earth be done : 
Praise by all to thee be given, 
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven 

2 Vilest of the sinful race, 

Lo ! I answer to thy call : 
Meanest vessel of thy grace, 

Grace divinely free for all, 
Lo ! I come to do thy will, 
All thy counsel to fulfil. 


3 If so poor a worm as I 
May to thy great glory live, 

•All my actions sanctify, 

All my words and thoughts receive : 
Claim me for thy service, claim 
All I have and all I am. 

4 Take my soul and body's powers ; 
Take my mem'ry, mind, and will ; 

All my goods, and all my hours : 

All I know, and all I feel ; 
All I think, or speak, or do : 
Take my heart ; but make it new ! 

5 Now, my God, thine own I am, 
Now I give thee back thine own : 

Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, 

Consecrate to thee alone : 
Thine I live, thrice happy I ! 
Happier still if thine I die. 

6 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One in Three, and Three in One, 

As by the celestial host, 

Let thy will on earth be done : 
Praise by all to thee be given, 
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven ! 

531 S. M C Wesley. 

The act of consecration 

LORD, in the strength of grace, 
With a glad heart and free, 
Myself, my residue of days, 
1 consecrate to thee. 

2 Thy ransomed servant, I 

Restore to thee thy own ; 
And, from this moment, live or die , 

To serve my God alone. 


532 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

The act of consecration. 

OGOD ! what off 'ring shall I give 
To thee, the Lord of earth and skies i 
My spirit, soul, and flesh receive, 

A holy, living sacrifice : 
Small as it is, 'tis all my store ; 
More shouldst thou have, if I had more. 

2 Now, then, my God, thou hast my soul . 
No longer mine, but thine I am : 

Guard thou thine own, possess it whole ! 
Cheer it with hope, with love inflame ! 
Thou hast my spirit : there display 
Thy glory to the perfect day. 

3 Thou hast my flesh, thy hallowed shrine, 
Devoted solely to thy will : 

Here let thy light for ever shine : 

This house still let thy presence fill : 
Source of life — live, dwell, and move 
In me, till all my life be love ! 

533 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Praying for a holy heart. 
FOR a heart to praise my God, 
A heart from sin set free ! 
A heart that always feels thy blood 
So freely spilt for me ! — 

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 
My great Redeemer's throne, — 

Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
Where Jesus reigns alone. 

3 for a lowly, contrite heart, 
Believing, true, and clean ! 

Which neither life nor death can part 
From Him that dwells within : 


4 A heart in every thought renewed, 

And full of love Divine ; 
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, — 

A copy, Lord, of thine. 

0<34 * 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C Wesist 
Centring the soul in God. 

UPRIGHT, both in heart and will, 
We by our God were made ; 
But we turned from good to ill, 

And o'er the creature strayed ; 
Multiplied our wand'ring thought, 

Which first was fixed on God alone ; 
In ten thousand objects sought 
The bliss we lost in one. 

2 From our own inventions vain 

Of fancied happiness, 
Draw us to thyself again, 

And bid our wand'rings cease : 
Jesus, speak our souls restored, 

By love's divine simplicity ; 
Reunited to our Lord, 

And whollv lost in thee ! 

J 1 

535 C. M. C. Weslki 

Longing to be crucified loiih Christ. 
"ESUS, my life, thyself apply, 
Thy Holy Spirit breathe : 
My vile affections crucify, 
Conform me to thy death. 

2 More of thy life, and more, I have, 
As the old Adam dies : 

Bury me, Saviour, in thy grave, 

That I with thee may rise. 

3 Reign in me, Lord, thy foes control. 
Who would not own thy sway; 


Diffuse thine image through my soul, 
Shine to the perfect day. 

4 Scatter the last remains of sin, 

And seal me thine abode ! 
make me glorious all within, 

A temple built by God ! 

536 7s. J- Wesley, 

Prom the German of Scliindler.j 

Panting for purity. 

HOLY Lamb, who thee receive, 
Who in thee begin to live, 
Day and night they cry to thee, 
As thou art, so let us be ! 

2 Jesus, see my panting breast ! 
See I pant in thee to rest ! 
Gladly would I now be clean ; 
Cleanse me now from every sin. 

8 Fix, fix my wav'ring mind ! 
To thy cross my spirit bind : 
Earthly passions far remove ; 
Swallow up my soul in love. 

4 Dust and ashes though we be, 
Full of sin and misery, 

Thine we are, thou Son of God : 
Take the purchase of thy blood ! 

5 See, ye sinners, see the flame, 
Rising from the slaughtered Lamb 
Marks the new, the living way, 
Leading to eternal day. 

6 Jesus, when this light we see. 
All our soul's athirst for thee ; 
When thy quick'ning power we prove. 
All our heart dissolves in love. 


537 8,7. C. Wesley. 

Invoking Divine Love. 

JOVE Divine, all loves excelling, 
j Joy of heaven, to earth come down 
Fix in us thy humble dwelling, 

All thy faithful mercies crown ! 
Jesus, thou art all compassion, 

Pure unbounded love thou art ; 
Visit us with thy salvation ; 
Enter every trembling heart. 

2 Breathe, breathe thy loving Spirit 
Into every troubled breast ! 

Let us all in thee inherit, 

Let us find that second rest. 
Take away our bent to sinning, 

Alpha and Omega be, 
End of faith, as its beginning, 

Set oil hearts at liberty. 

3 Come, almighty to deliver, 
Let us all thy life receive, 

Suddenly return, and never, 
Never more thy temples leave : 

Thee we would be always blessing ; 
Serve thee as thy hosts above ; 

Pray, and praise thee, without ceasing, 
Glory in thy perfect love. 

4 Finish, then, thy new creation. 
Pure and spotless let us be ; 

Let us see thy great salvation, 

Perfectly restored in thee : 
Changed from glory into glory, 

Till in heaven we take our place, 
Till we cast our crowns before thee, 

Lost in wonder, love, and praise I 


538 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Seeking perfect rest in Christ. 

OTHAT my load of sin were gone ! 
that I could at last submit 
At Jesus' feet to lay it down ! 
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 

2 Rest for my soul I long to find : 
Saviour of all, if mine thou art, 

Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 

3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
And fully set my spirit free : 

I cannot rest till pure within, 
Till I am wholly lost in thee. 

4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God, 
Thy light and easy burden prove, 

The cross, all stained with hallowed blood, 
The labor of thy dying love. 

5 I would, but thou must give the power ; 
My heart from every sin release ; 

Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 
And fill me with thy perfect peace. 

6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, 
Nor let thy chariot wheels delay : 

Appear, in my poor heart appear ! 
My God, my Saviour, come away I 

539 8s. C. Weslet 

Desiring full salvation. 

"TTTHAT now is my object and aim? 

W What now is my hope and desire? 
Te follow the heavenly Lamb, 
And after his image aspire : 


2 My hope is all centred in thee ; 

I trust to recover thy love, — 
On earth thy salvation to see, 

And then to enjoy it above. 

540 C. If. C. Wesley. 

Longing to be established in love 

MY God ! I know, I feel thee mine. 
And will not quit my claim, 
Till all I have is lost in thine, 
And all renewed I am. 

2 I hold thee with a trembling hand, 
But will'not let thee go, 

Till steadfastly by faith I stand, 
And all thy goodness know. 

3 "When shall I see the welcome hour 
That plants my God in me ! 

Spirit of health, and life, and power, 
And perfect liberty 1 

4 Jesus, thine all- victorious love 
Shed in my heart abroad ; 

Then shall my feet no longer rove, 
Rooted and fixed in God. 

541 C. M. C. Wesley. 


OTHAT in me the sacred fire 
Might now begin to glow ! 
Burn up the dross of base desire, 
And make the mountains flow ! 

2 that it now from heaven might fall, 
And all my sins consume ! 

Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call, 
Spirit of burning, come ! 

3 Refining fire, go through my heart. 
Illuminate my soul ; 

S J 


Scatter thy life through every part, 
And sanctify the whole. 

4 No longer then my heart shall mourn, 
While, purified by grace, 

1 only for his glory burn, 

And always see his face. 

54Q 7s. C. Wesley. 

Longing to be complete in Christ. 
IAVIOUR, of the sin-sick soul, 
Give me faith to make me whole : 
Finish thy great work of grace ; 
Cut it short in righteousness. 

2 Speak the second time, "Be clean!" 
Take away my inbred sin : 

Every stumbling-block remove ; 
Cast it out by perfect love. 

3 Nothing less will I require, 
Nothing more can I desire : 
None but Christ to me be given ; 
None but Christ in earth or heaven. 

4 that I might now decrease ! 
that all I am might cease ! 
Let me into nothing fall ! 

Let my Lord be-all in all ! 

543 L. M. C. Wwby. 

Praying for perfection. 

WHAT ! never speak one evil word 1 
Or rash, or idle, or unkind ? 
how shall I, most gracious Lord, 

This mark of true perfection find ? 
2 Thy sinless mind in me reveal ; 
Thy Spirit's plenitude impart : 
And ah ^y spotless life shall tell 
Th' abundance of a loving heart. 


544 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Seeking a perfect cure. 

DEEPEN the wound thy hands have made 
In this weak, helpless soul, 
Till mercy, with its balmy aid, 
Descend to make me whole. 

2 The sharpness of thy two-edged swoid 
Enable me t' endure ; 

Till bold to say, My hallowing Lord 
Hath wrought a perfect cure. 

3 I see th' exceeding broad command, 
Which all contains in one ; 

Enlarge my heart to understand 
The mystery unknown. 

4 that with all thy saints I might 
By sweet experience prove 

What is the length, and breadth, and height, 

And depth, of perfect love ! 
545 7s. C. Wesley 

Humble aspiration. 

WHEN, my Saviour, shall I be 
Perfectly resigned to thee ? 
Poor and vile in my own eyes, 
Only in thy wisdom wise ? — 

2 Only thee content to know, 
Ignorant of all below ; 
Only guided by thy light ; 
Only mighty in thy might ? 

3 So I may thy Spirit know, 
Let him as he listeth blow : 
Let the manner be unknown, 
So I may with thee be one. 

4 Fully in my life express 
AH the heights of holiness ; 
Sweetly let my spirit prove 
All the depths of humble love. 


546 S. M C. Wesley. 
Waiting at the Cross. 

EATHER, I dare believe 
Thee merciful and true : 
Thou wilt my guilty soul forgive, 
My fallen soul renew. 

2 Come, then, for Jesus' sake, 
And bid my heart be clean : 

An end of all my troubles make, 
An end of all my sin. 

3 I cannot wash my heart, 
But by believing thee, 

And waiting for thy blood t' impart 
The spotless purity. 

4 While at thy cross I lie, 
Jesus, the grace bestow ; 

Now thy all-cleansing blood apply, 
And I am white as snow. 

547 C. M. C. Wesley 

Sanctifying faith implored. 

&OD of eternal truth and grace, 
Thy faithful promise seal ! 
Thy word, thy oath, to Abraham's race, 
In us, e'en us, fulfil 

2 Let us, to perfect love restored, 
Thy image here retrieve, 

And in the presence of our Lord 
The life of angels live. 

3 That mighty faith on me bestow 
Which cannot ask in vain ; 

Which holds, and will not let thee go, 
Till I my suit obtain, — 


4 Till thou into my soul inspire 
The perfect love unknown, 

And tell my infinite desire, 

"Whate'er thou wilt, be done."* 

5 But is it possible that I 
Should live, and sin no more ? 

Lord, if on thee I dare rely, 
The faith shall bring the power. 

6 On me the faith divine bestow, 
"Which doth the mountain move ; 

And all my spotless life shall show 
Th' omnipotence of love. 

548 C. M. C. Wesley. 

The heart dissolving in love. 

JESUS hath died that I might live, 
Might live to God alone ; 
In him eternal life receive, 
And be in spirit one. 

2 Saviour, I thank thee for the grace. 
The gift unspeakable ; 

And wait with arms of faith t' embrace 
And all thy love to feel. 

3 My soul breaks out in strong desire 
The perfect bliss to prove ; 

My longing heai't is all on fire 
To be dissolved in love. 

4 Give me thyself; from every boast. 
From every wish set free : 

Let all I am in thee be lost ; 
But give thyself to me. 

5 Thy gifts, alas ! cannot suffice, 
Unless thyself be given ; 

Thy presence makes my paradise, 
And where thou art is heaven. 


549 C. M. C. Wesley 

The cleansing act. 
10ME, my God, the promise seal, 

C ( 

This mountain, sin, remove 
Now in my waiting soul reveal 
The virtue of thy love. 

2 I want thy life, thy purity, 
Thy righteousness, brought in : 

I ask, desire, and trust in thee 
To be redeemed from sin. 

3 For this, as taught by thee, I pray, 
And can no longer doubt ! 

Remove from hence ! to sin I say ; 
Be cast this moment out ! 

4 Anger and sloth, desire and pride, 
This moment be subdued ! 

Be cast into the crimson tide 
Of my Redeemer's blood. 

5 Savioiir, to thee my soul looks up, 
My present Saviour thou ! 

In all the confidence of hope, 
I claim the blessing now ! 

6 'Tis done: thou dost this moment save, 
With full salvation bless ; 

Redemption through thy blood I have, 
And spotless love and peace 

50 L. M. C Wesley 

Rejoicing in entire sanctification. 

/QUICKENED with our immortal Head, 
\J Who daily, Lord, ascend with thee , ■ 
Redeemed from sin, and free indeed, 

We taste our glorious liberty. 
2 Saved from the fear of hell and death. 

With joy we seek the things above: 


And all thy saints the spirit breathe 
Of power, sobriety, and love. 

3 Power o'er the world, the fiend, and sin, 
"We through thy gracious Spirit feel : 

Full power the victory to win, 
And answer all thy righteous will. 

1 Pure love to God thy members find, 
Pure love to every soul of man ; 

And in thy sober, spotless mind, 
Saviour, our heaven on earth we gain. 

551 7s. C. Wesley. 

Exulting in perfect love. 

JESUS, all-atoning Lamb, 
Thine, and only thine, I am: 
Take my body, spirit, soul ; 
Only thou possess the whole. 

2 Thou my one thing needful be ; 
Let me ever cleave to thee ; 

Let me choose the better part ; 
Let me give thee all my heart. 

3 Fairer than the sons of men, 
Do not let me turn again, 
Leave the fountain-head of bliss, 
Stoop to creature-happiness. 

4 Whom have I on earth below ? 
Thee, and only thee, I know : 
Whom have I in heaven but thee ? 
Thou art all in all to me. 

5 All my treasure is above ; 
All my riches is thy love : 
Who the worth of love can tell ? 
Infinite, unsearchable ! 

6 Thou, Love, my portion art : 
Lord, thou know'st my simple heart : 


Other comforts I despise ; 
Love be all my paradise. 

7 Nothing else can I require ; 
Love fills up my whole desire ; 
All thy other gifts remove, 
Still thou giv'st me all in love ' 


55£ 6,6,8,4. Olivers 

The God of Abraham. 

THE God of Abrah'm praise, 
"Who reigns enthroned above, • - 
Ancient of everlasting days, 
And God of love : 
By earth and heaven confessed ; 
I bow, and bless the sacred name 
For ever blessed. 

2 The God of Abrah'm praise, 
At whose supreme command. 

From earth 1 rise — and seek the joy& 
At his right hand : 
I all on earth forsake, 
Its wisdom, fame, and power , 
And him my only portion make, 
My shield and tower. 

3 The God of Abrah'm praise, 

Whose all-sufficient grace 
Shall guide me all my happy days 
In all his ways : 
He calls a worm his friend : 
ne calls himself my God ! 
And he shall save me to the end, 
Through Jesus' blood ! 


4 He by himself hath sworn : 
I on his oath depend; 
I shall, on eagles' wings upborne, 
To heaven ascend : 
I shall behold his face, 

1 shall his power adore, 

And sing the wonders of his grace 
For evermore. 

553 6,6,8,4. Olivers 


fT^HOUGH nature's strength decay 
J_ And earth and hell withstand, 
To Canaan's bounds I urge my way, 
At his command. 
The wat'ry deep I pass, 
With Jesus in my view ; 
And through the howling wilderness 
My way pursue. 

2 The goodly land I see, 
With peace and plenty blessed ; 

A land of sacred liberty, 
And endless rest. 
There milk and honey flow, 
And oil and wine abound, 
And trees of life for ever grow, 
With mercy crowned. 

3 There dwells the Lord our King, 
The Lord our Righteousness, 

Triumphant o'er the world and sin, 
The Prince of peace ; 
On Sion's sacred height 
His kingdom still maintains : 
And glorious with the saints in light 
For ever reigns. 


4 He keeps his own secure, 
He guards them by his side, 

Arrays in garments white and pure 
His spotless bride : 
"With streams of sacred bliss, 
With groves of living joys, 
With all the fruits of paradise 
He still supplies. 

5 Before the great Three-One 
They all exulting stand, 

And tell the wonders he hath done 
Through all their land : 
The list'ning spheres attend, 
And swell the growing fame, 
And sing, in songs which never end, 
The wondrous Name. 

554 6,6,8,4. Olivers 


rPHE God who reigns on high 
JL The great archangels sing, 
And "Holy, holy, holy,'- cry, 
"Almighty King! 
Who was and is the same, 
And evermore shall be, 
Jehovah, Father, great I AM, 
We worship thee." 

2 Before the Saviour's face 
The ransomed nations bow ; 
O'erwhelmed at his almighty grace, 
For ever new : 
He shows his prints of love, — 
They kindle to a flame ! 
And sound, through all the world? above ; 
The slaughtered Lamb, 


3 The whole triumphant host 
Give thanks to God on high ; 
" Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,' 
They ever cry : 
Hail, Abrah'm's God, and mine.' 
(I join the heavenly lays,) 
All might and majesty are thine, 
And endless praise. 


5fk§ S. M. C. Wesley. 

Strangers and pilgrims. 

"N every time and place, 

Who serve the Lord most high, 
Are called his sovereign will t' embrace, 
And still their own deny, — 

2 To follow his command 
On earth as pilgrims rove, 

And seek an undiscovered land, 
And house and friends above. 

3 Father, the narrow path 
To that far country show ; 

And in the steps of Abrah'm's faith 
Enable me to go. 

4 A cheerful sojourner 
Where'er thou bidd'st me roam, 

Till, guided by thy Spirit here, 
I reach my heavenly home. 

556 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. Seaqrave 

The pilgrimage. 

RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings ; 
Thy better portion trace ; 
Rise from transitory things, 

Toward heaven, thy native place : 
Sun, and moon, and stars, decay ; 
Time shall soon this earth remove : 


Rise, my soul, and haste away 
To seats prepared above. 

2 Rivers to the ocean run, 
Nor stay in all their course ; 

Fire ascending seeks the sun ; 

Both speed them to their source. 
So a soul that's born of God 

Pants to view his glorious face, 
Upward tends to his abode, 

To rest in his embrace. 

3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; 
Press onward to the prize ; 

Soon our Saviour will return, 

Triumphant in the skies. 
Yet a season, and you know, 

Happy entrance will be given ; 
All our sorrows left below, 

And earth exchanged for heaven. 

557 10,5,11. C. Wesley 

The pilgrimage. 

("10ME, let us anew Our journey pursue, 
J With vigor arise, 
And press to our permanent place in the skier 
Of heavenly birth, Though wand'ring on earth 

This is not our place, 
But strangers and pilgrims ourselves we oonfes- 

2 At Jesus's call We gave up our all; 

And still we forego, 
Fcr Jesus's sake, our enjoyments below 
No longing we find For the country behind ; 

But onward we move, 
And still we are seeking a country above — 

3 A country of joy Without any alloy, 

We thither repair : 
Our hearts and our treasure already are there 


We march hand in hand To Immanuel's land* 

No matter what cheer 
We meet with on earth ; for eternity's near ! 
t The rougher our way, The shorter our stay : 

The tempests that rise 
Shall gloriously hurry our souls to the skies 
The fiercer the blast, The sooner 'tis past : 

The troubles that come 
Shall come to our rescue, and hasten us home 

558 8,7,8,7,4,7. W t illiams. 
The pilgrimage. 

GUIDE me, thou great Jehovah, 
Pilgrim through this barren land ; 

1 am weak, but thou art. mighty ; 

Hold me with thy powerful hand: 

Bread of heaven, 
Feed me till I want no more. 

2 Open, Lord, the crystal fountain 
Whence the healing waters flow; 

Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 

Lead me all my journey through 

Strong Deliv'rer ! 
Be thou still my strength and shield. 

3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
Bid my anxious fears subside ; 

Death of death, and hell's destruction, 
Land me safe on Canaan's side : 

Songs of praises 
I will ever give to thee. 

559 C. M. Watts 

The pilgrimage. 

LOBD ! what a wretched land Is this, 
That yields us no supply, — 
No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees, 
Nor streams of living joy ! 


2 Our journey is a thorny maze, 
But we march upward still ; 

Forget these troubles of the ways, 
And reach at Zion's hill. 

3 See the kind angels, at the gates, 
Inviting us to come ; 

There Jesus, the Forerunner, waits 
To welcome trav'lers home. 

4 There, on a green and flowery mount. 
Our weary souls shall sit, 

And, with transporting joys, recount 
The labors of our feet. 

5 No vain discourse shall fill our tongue, 
Nor trifles vex our ear ; 

Infinite grace shall be our song, 
And God rejoice to hear. 

560 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

The pilgrim's song. 

LEADER of faithful souls, and Guide 
Of all that travel to the sky, 
Come, and with us, e'en us, abide, 

Who would on thee alone rely ; 
On thee alone our spirits stay, 
While held in life's uneven way. 

2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, 
This earth we know is not our place; 

But hasten through the vale of woe. 

And, restless to behold thy face, 
Swift to our heavenly country mcve, 
Our everlasting home above. 

3 We have no 'biding city here, 
But seek a city out of sight ; 

Thither our steady course we steer, 
Aspiring to the plains of light, 


Jerusalem, the saints' abode, 
Whose founder is the living God. 

4 Patient th' appointed race to run, 
This wear j world we cast behind ; 

From strength to strength we travel on, 

The New Jerusalem to find ; 
Our labor this, our only aim, 
To find the New Jerusalem. 

5 Through thee, who all our sins hast borne, 
Freely and graciously forgiven, 

With songs to Zion we return, 

Contending for our native heaven, — 
That palace of our glorious King ; 
We find it nearer while we sing. 

6 E'en now we taste the pleasures there ! 
A cloud of spicy odors comes, 

Soft wafted by the balmy air, 

Sweeter than Araby's perfumes ; 
From Zion's top the breezes blow, 
And cheer us in the vale below ! 

7 Raised by the breath of love divine, 

We urge our way with strength renewed ; 
The Church of the first-born to join, 

We travel to the mount of God ; 
With joy upon our heads arise, 
And meet our Saviour in the skies. 

561 7s. Cenniok. 

The pilgrim" 1 s song. 

1HILDKEN of the heavenly King, 
As we journey, let us sing; 
Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, 
Glorious in his works and ways. 

2 We are trav'ling home to God, 
In the way our fathers trod j 

c ] 


They are happy now, and -we 
Soon their happiness shall see. 

3 ye banished seed, be glad ! 
Christ our Advocate is made- 
Us to save, our flesh assumes, 
Brother to our souls becomes. 

4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
On the borders of our land ; 
Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, 
Bids us undismayed go on. 

5 Lord ! obediently we'll go, 
Gladly leaving all below : 
Only thou our leader be, 
And we still will follow thee. 

56 Q CM. Watts. 

Psalm lxxi. 15. 

MY Saviour, my almighty Friend, 
When I begin thy praise, 
Where will the growing numbers end, 
The numbers of thy grace ? 

2 Thou art my everlasting trust ; 
Thy goodness I adore : 

Send down thy grace, blessed Lord, 
That I may love thee more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 
Of the celestial road ; 

And march with courage in thy strength. 
To see the Lord my God. 

4 Awake ! awake ! my tuneful powers • 
With this delightful song 

I'll entertain the darkest hours, 
Nor think the season long. 

563 C. M. Doddridge. 

Isaiah xxxv. 10. 

SING, ye ransomed of the Lord, 
Your great Deliv'rer sing ; 
Pilgrims, for Zion's city bound, 
Be joyful in your King. 

2 A hand Divine shall lead you on, 
Through all the bliosful road, 

Till to the sacred mount you rise, 
And see your smiling God. 

3 There garlands of immortal joy 
Shall bloom on every head ; 

While sorrow, sighing, and distress, 
Like shadows, all are fled. 

4 March on in your Redeemer's strength, 
Pursue his footsteps still ; 

And let the prospect cheer your eye, 
While lab'ring up the hill. 

564 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Walking with God. 

TALK with us, Lord, thyself reveal, 
While here o'er earth we rove ; 
Speak to our hearts, and let us feel 

The kindlings of thy love. 
2 With thee conversing, we forget 

All time, and toil, and care : 
Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, 

If thou, my God, art here. 
8 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, 

And bid my heart rejoice ; 
My bounding heart shall own thy sway, 

And echo to thy voice 
4 Thou callest me to seek thy face ; 

'Tis all I wish to seek : 


T' attend the whispers of thy grace, 

And hear thee inly speak. 
5 Let this my every hour employ, 

Till I thy glory see, 
Enter into my Master's joy, 

And find my heaven in thee ! 

5(35 CM. DODUKcL€r. 

'■'■And Enoch walked with God." 

(CHEERED with thy converse, Lord, I trac% 
J The desert with delight ; 
Thiough all the gloom, one smile of thine 
Can dissipate the night. 

2 Nor shall I through eternal days 
A restless pilgrim roam ; 

Thy hand, that now directs my course, 
Shall soon convey me home. 

3 I ask not Enoch's rapt'rous flight 
To realms of heavenly day ; 

Nor seek Elijah's fiery steeds, 
To bear this flesh away. 

4 Joyful my spirit will consent 
To drop its mortal load ; 

And hail the sharpest pangs of death, 
That break its way to God. 

ty&Q L. M. Wat-* 

The Christian race. 

AWAKE, our souls ! away, our fears ! 
Let every trembling thought be got.* ! 
Awake, and run the heavenly race, 

And put a cheerful courage on. 
2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, 

And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
But they forget the mighty God 
That feeds the strength of every saint 


3 From Him, the overflowing spring, 
Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; 

While such as trust their native strength, 
Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 

4 Swift as the eagle cuts the air, 
"We'll mount aloft to his abode ; 

On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 


The Christian race. 

AWAKE, my soul ! stretch every nerve, 
And press with vigor on : 
A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
And an immortal crown. 

2 A cloud of witnesses around 
Hold thee in full survey : 

Forget the steps already trod, 
And onward urge thy way. 

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice 
That calls thee from on high ; 

'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
To thine aspiring eye : 

4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, 
Which shall new lustre boast, 

When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems 
Shall blend in common dust. 

5 Blest Saviour ! introduced by thee, 
Have I my race begun ; 

And, crowned with vict'ry, at thy feet 
I'll lay my honors down. 

568 S. M. Hammond. 

The Christian race. 
T) ACERS of Christ, arise ! 
Xv Stand forth, prepare to run! 


Toward the goal lift up your eyes, 
And manfully go on. 

2 'Tis true, the race is sharp ; 
But, then, it is not long : 

Each racer s-oon will take his harp, 
And warble Zion's song. 

3 Open the eye of faith, 

And view the crown on high ; 
Break through the snares of sin and death ; 
To endless glory fly. 

4 Nearer approaches make ; 
Bun to the heavenly land ; 

The prize of your high calling take 
In your victorious hand. 

569 CM. Watts 

Sluggishness lamented. 

MY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? 
Awake, my sluggish soul ! 
Nothing hath half thy work to do, 
Yet nothing's half so dull. 

2 Go to the ants ; for one poor grain 
See how they toil and strive ! 

Yet we, who have a heaven t' obtain, 
How negligent we live ! 

3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, 
And stars their courses move ; 

We, for whose guard the angel bands 
Come flying from above ; 

4 We, for whom God the Son came down. 
And labored for our good : 

How careless to secure that crown 
He purchased with his blood ! 

5 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still, 
And never act our parts ? 


Come, Holy Dove, from th' heavenly hill, 

And warm our frozen hearts. 
6 Give us with active warmth to move, 

With vig'rous souls to rise, 
With hands of faith and wings of love 

Tc fly and take the prize. 

570 L. M. . J. Wesley. 

[From the German.] 
Zeal implored. 

OTHOU who all things canst control, 
Chase this dread slumber from my soul; 
With joy and fear, with love and awe, 
Give me to keep thy perfect law. 

2 may one beam of thy blest light 
Pierce through, dispel, the shade of night ; 
Touch my cold breast with heavenly fire, 
With holy, conqu'ring zeal inspire. 

3 With outstretched hands and streaming eyes. 
Oft I begin to grasp the prize ; 

I groan, I strive, I watch, I pray ; 
But ah ! how soon it dies away ! 

4 The deadly slumber soon I feel 
Afresh upon my spirit steal : 

Rise, Lord, stir up thy quick'ning power, 
And wake me, that I sleep no more. 

571 8,8,8,8,8,8. J. Wesley 

[From the German.] 
"Fervent in spirit." 

THEE will I love, my strength, my tower ; 
Thee will I love, my joy, my crown; 
Thee will I love with all my power, 
In all thy works, and thee alone : 
Thee will I love, till the pure fire 
Fills my whole soul with chaste desire 


2 Ah ! why did I so late thee know, 
Thee, lovelier than the sons of men ' 

Ah ! -why did I no sooner go 

To thee, the only ease in pain ! 
Ashamed I sigh, and inly mourn 
That I so late to thee did turn. 

3 In darkness willingly I strayed ; 

I sought thee, yet from thee I roved : 
Far wide my wand'ring thoughts were spread 

Thy creatures more than thee I loved ; 
And now if more at length I see, 
'Tis through thy light, and comes from thee. 

4 I thank thee, uncreated Sun, 

That thy bright beams on me have shined . 
I thank thee, who hast overthrown 

My foes, and healed my wounded mind ; 
I thank thee, whose enliv'ning voice 
Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 

5 Uphold me in the doubtful race, 
Nor suffer me again to stray ; 

Strengthen my feet, with steady pace 

Still to press forward in thy way : 
My soul and flesh, Lord of might, 
Fill, satiate, with thy heavenly light. 

6 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears : 
Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fires ; 

Give to my soul, with filial fears, 

The love that all heaven's host inspires ; 
That all my powers, with all their might, 
In thy sole glory may unite. 

7 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown, 
Thee will I love, my Lord, my Gc d ; 

Thee will I love, beneath thy frown 
Or smile, thy sceptre or thy rod ; 
What though my flesh and heart decay. 
Thee shall I love in endless day I 


S ( 

572 7s. G. Weslet. 

Persevering grace. 

I ON of God, thy blessing grant ; 
Still supply our every want 1 
Tree of life, thy influence shed 1 
With thy sap my spirit feed. 

2 Tenderest branch, alas ! am I, 
Wither without thee and die ; 
Weak as helpless infancy ; 

confirm my soul in thee ! 

3 Unsustained by thee I fall ; 
Send the help for which I call : 
Weaker than a bruised reed, 
Help I every moment need. 

4 All my hopes on thee depend ; 
Love me, save me to the end : 
Give me the continuing grace, 
Take the everlasting praise. 

573 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

,f ASTER, I own thy lawful claim 

Thine, wholly thine, I long to be ! 
Thou seest, at last, I willing am, 

Where'er thou go'st, to follow thee ; 
Myself in all things to deny ; 
Thine, wholly thine, to live and die. 
2 What e'er my sinful flesh requires, 

For thee I cheerfully forego ; 
My covetous and vain desires, 

My hopes of happiness below ; 
My senses' and my passions' food, 
And all my thirst for creature-good. 
8 Pleasure, and wealth, and praise, no mort 

Shall lead my captive soul astray ; 


My fond pursuits I all give o'er, 

Thee, only thee, resolved t' obey ; 
My own in all things to resign, 
And know no other will but thine. 

574 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Living by faith. 

JESUS, to thee I now can fly, 
On whom my help is laid : 
Oppressed by sins, I lift my eye, 
And see the shadows fade. 

2 Believing on my Lord, I find 
A sure and present aid : 

On thee alone my constant mind 
Be every moment stayed ! 

3 Whate'er in me seems wise or good, 
Or strong, I here disclaim : 

I wash my garments in the blood 
Of the atoning Lamb. 

4 Jesus, my strength, my life, my rest, 
On thee will I depend, 

Till summoned to the marriage-feast, 
When faith in sight shall end. 

575 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley. 

Only Jesus. •■ 

YAIN, delusive world, adieu, 
With all of creature good ! 
Only Jesus I pursue, 

Who bought me with his blood ! 
All thy pleasures I forego, 

I trample on thy wealth and pride : 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 
2 Other knowledge I disdain, 

'Tis all but vanity : 


Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, 

He tasted death for me ! 
Me to save from endless woe 

The sin-atoning Victim died ! 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified ! 

3 Here will I set up my rest ; 
My fluctuating heart 

From the haven of his breast 

Shall never more depart : 
Whither should a sinner go ? 

His wounds for me stand open wide : 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified ! 

4 Him to know is life and peace, 
And pleasure without end ; 

This is all my happiness, 

On Jesus to depend ; 
Daily in his grace to grow, 

And ever in his faith abide : 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified ! 

5 that I could all invite 
This saving truth to prove, 

Show the length, the breadth, the height, 

And depth, of Jesus' love ! 
Fain I would to sinners show 

The blood by faith alone applied ! 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified ! 

57(3 S. M. C. Wesley. 

Depending on Christ. 

JESUS, my truth, my way, 
My sure, unerring light, 
On thee my feeble steps I stay, 
Which thou wilt guide aright 


2 My wisdom and my guide, 
My counsellor thou art ; 

never let me leave thy side, 
Or from thy paths depart ! 

3 I lift mine eyes to thee, 

Thou gracious, bleeding Lam??, 
That I may now enlightened be, 
And never put to shame. 

4 Never will I remove 

Out of thy hands my cause ; 
But rest in thy redeeming love, 
And hang upon thy cross. 

5 Teach me the happy art, 
In all things to depend 

On thee : never, Lord, depart, 
But love me to the end. 

S. M. C. Wesley. 


O TILL stir me up to strive 
O With thee in strength divine ; 
And every moment, Lord, revive 
This fainting sou) of mine. 

2 Persist to save my soul 

Throughout the fiery hour, 
Till I am every whit made whole, 

And show forth all thy power. 
d Through fire and water h-ing 

Into the wealthy place; 
\nd teach me the new song to sing, 

When perfected in grace ! 
4 make me all like thee, 

Before I hence remove I 
Settle, confirm, and stablish me, 

And build me up in love. 


5 Let me thy witness live, 
When sin is all destroyed ; 

And then my spotless soul receive, 
And take me home to God. 

578 0. M. C. Wesley 

Filial fear. 

&OD of all grace and majesty, 
Supremely great and good. 
If I have mercy found with thee, 

Through the atoning blood, 
The guard of all thy mercies give, 

And to my pardon join 
A fear lest I should ever grieve 
The Comforter Divine. 

2 Still may I walk as in thy sight, 

My strict Observer see ; 
And thou, by rev'rent love, unite 

My childlike heart to thee : 
Still let me, till my days are past, 

At Jesus' feet abide ; 
So shall he lift me up at last, 

And seat me by his side. 

579 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Reverence and godly fear. 

npHE voice that speaks Jehovah near, 
X The still small voice, I long to hear ; 
may it now my Lord proclaim, 
And fill my soul with holy shame ! 

2 Ashamed I must for ever be. 
Afraid the God of love to see, 
If saints and prophets hide their face, 
And angels tremble while they gaze I 

B 1 


580 8 > 8 A 0. Weslbt. 

E it my only wisdom here 
To serve the Lord with filial fear 
AVith loving gratitude ; 
Superior sense may I display, 
By shunning every evil way, 
And walking in the good. 

2 may I still from sin depart ; 
A wise and understanding heart, 

Jesus, to me be given ! 
And let me through thy Spirit know 
To glorify my God below, 

And find my way to heaven. 

581 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Weslbt 

WATCHED by the world's malignant eye, 
Who load us with reproach and shame, 
As servants of the Lord most high, 

As zealous for his glorious name, 
We ought in all his paths to move, 
With holy fear and humble love. 
2 That wisdom, Lord, on us bestow, 

From every evil to depart, 
To stop the mouth of every foe, 

While, upright both in life and heart, 
The proofs of godly fear we give, 
And show them how the Christians live. 

582 C. M. C. Weslbt 

A tender conscience. 
WANT a principle within 
Of jealous, godly fear s 
A sensibility of sin, 
A pain to feel 't near. 



1 want the first approach to feel 
Of pride, or fond desire, — 

To catch the wand'ring of my will, 
And quench the kindling fire. 

2 From thee that I no more may part, 
No more thy goodness grieve, 

The filial awe, the fleshly heart, 
The tender conscience, giv v 

Quick as the apple of an eye, 
God, my conscience make; 

Awake my soul when sin is nigh, 
And keep it still awake. 

3 If to the right or left I stray, 
That moment, Lord, reprove ; 

And let me weep my life away 
For having grieved thy love. 

may the least omission pain 
My well-instructed soul; 

And drive me to the blood again 
Which makes the wounded whole ! 

58c3 L - M. C. Wesley. 

A watchful spirit. 

JESUS, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
On whom I cast my every care, 
On whom for all things I depend, 
Inspire, and then accept my prayer. 

2 If I have tasted of thy grace, 

The grace that sure salvation brings 

If with me now thy Spirit stays, 

And, hov'ring, hides me in his wings ? 

8 Still let him with my weakness stay, 
Nor for a moment's space depart; 

Evil and clanger turn away, 

And keep till he renews my heart. 


4 When to the right or left I stray, 
His voice behind me may I hear, 

''Return, and walk in Christ, thy way, 
Fly back to Christ, for sin is near " 

5 Jesus, I fain would walk in thee, 
From nature's every path retreat : 

Thou art my way ; my leader be, 
And set upon the rock my feet. 

584 L. M. C. Wesley. 


UPHOLD me, Saviour, or I fall ; 
reach me out thy gracious hand I 
Only on thee for help I call ; 
Only by faith in thee I stand. 

2 Pierce, fill me with an humble fear ; 
My utter helplessness reveal ! 

Satan and sin are always near, 
Thee may I always nearer feel. 

3 that to thee my constant mind 
Might with an even flame aspire ! 

Pride in its earliest motions find, 
And mark the risings of desire ! 

4 that my tender soul might fly 
The first abhorred approach of ill : 

Quick, as the apple of an eye, 
The slightest touch of sin to feel. 

5 Till thou anew my soul create, 

Still may I strive, and watch, and pray, 
Humbly and confidently wait, 
And long to see the perfect day. 

585 S. M. C. Wesley 

ID me of men beware, 

And to my ways take heed, 

B 1 


Discern their every secret snare, 
And circumspectly tread. 

2 may I calmly wait 
Thy succors from above ! 

And stand against their open hate, 
And well-dissembled love. 

3 My spirit, Lord, alarm, 
When men and devils join : 

'Gainst all the powers of Satan arm, 
In panoply divine. 

4 may I set my face, 
His onsets to repel ! 

Quench all his fiery darts, and chase 
The fiend to his own hell. 

5 But above all, afraid 
Of my own bosom foe, 

Still let me seek to thee for aid, 
To thee my weakness show ; 

6 Hang on thy arm alone, 
With self-distrusting care ; 

And deeply in the Spirit groan 
The never-ceasing prayer. 

536 S. M. C. Wesley. 


p "RACTOUS Redeemer, shake 
\J[ This slumber from my soul ! 
Say to me now, "Awake, awake! 
And Christ shall make thee whole " 

2 I-ay to thy mighty hand ; 

Alarm me in this hour; 
And make me fully understand 

The thunder of thy power 1 


8 Give me on thee to call, 
Always to watch and pray, 

Lest I into temptation fall, 
And cast my shield array. 

4 For each assault prepared 
And ready may 1 be ; 

For ever standing on my guard, 
And looking up to thee. 

5 do thou always warn 
My soul of evil near ! 

When fo the right or left I turn, 
Thy voice still let me hear : 

6 " Come back ! this is the way ! 
Come back ! and walk herein ! " 

may I hearken and obey, 
And shun the paths of sin ! 

587 S. M. C. Wes^st. 


rpHO U seest my feebleness : 
JL Jesus, be thou niy power, 
My help and refuge in distress, 
My fortress and my tower. 

2 Give me to trust in thee ; 

Be thou my sure abode : 
My horn, and rock, and buckler be- 

My Saviour, and my God 

8 Myself I cannot save, 

Myself I cannot keep ; 
But strength in thee I surely have 

Whose eyelids never sleep 

4 My soul to thee alone, 
Now, therefore, I commend: 

Thou, Jesus, love me as thine owu.^ 
And love me to the end 1 


588 8,8,6. C. VVeslbi 

Watching unto prayer. 

HELP, Lord, to whom for help I fly, 
And still my tempted soul stand by 
Throughout the evil day : 
The sacred watchfulness impart, 
And keep the issues of my heart, 
And stir me up to pray. 

2 My soul with thy whole armor arm, 
In each approach of sin alarm, 

And show the danger near : • 
Surround, sustain, and strengthen me, 
And fill with godly jealousy 

And sanctifying fear. 

3 Whene'er my careless hands hang down, 
let me see thy gath'ring frown, 

And feel thy warning eye; 
And starting cry, from ruin's brink, 
Save, Jesus, or I yield, I sink ! 

save me, or I die ! 

4 If near the pit I rashly stray, 
Before I wholly fall away, 

The keen conviction dart ! 
Recall me by that pitying look, 
That kind upbraiding glance, which broke 

Unfaithful Peter's heart. 

5 In me thine utmost mercy show, 
And make me like thyself below, 

Unblamable in grace ; 
Ready prepared and fitted here, 
By perfect holiness, t' appear 

Before thy glorious face. 

589 L- M. Hart. 


PRAYER is appointed to convey 
The blessings God designs to give ■ 


Long as they live should Christians pray, 
They learn to pray when first they live. 

2 If pain arnict, or wrongs oppress; 
If cares distract, or fears dismay ; 

If guilt deject ; if sin distress : — 
In every case, still watch and pray. 

3 'Tis praj ?r supports the soul that's weak 
Though ( aought be broken, language lame 

Pray if thtu canst or canst not speak, 
But pray with faith in Jesus' name. 

4 Depend on him : thou canst not fail ; 
Make all thy wants and wishes known ; 

Fear not; his merits must prevail; 
Ask but in faith, it shall be done. 

590 S. M. C. Wesebx 

"Praying always, icith all prayer." 

TO God your every want 
In instant prayer display: 
Pray always : pray, and never faint ; 
Pray, without ceasing, pray. 

2 In fellowship, — alone. — 

To God with faith draw near; 
Approach his courts, besiege his throne } 
With all the power of prayer : 

3 Go to his temple, go, 
Nor from his altar move ; 

Let every house his worship know, 
And every heart his love. 

4 To God your spirits dart ; 
Your souls in words declare ; 

Or groan, to him who reads the heart, 
Th' unutterable prayer; 

5 His mercy now iroploi _ , 

And now show forth his praise j 
In shouts, or silent awe, adore 
His miracles of grace. 


6 Pour cut your souls to God, 
And bow them with your knees ; 

And spread your hearts and hands abroad, 
And pray for Sion's peace. 

7 Your guides and brethren bear 
For ever on your mind ; 

Extend the arms of mighty prayer 
In grasping all mankind. 

591 C. M. Hart. 

Opening worship. 
jNCE more we come before our God ; 
Once more his blessings ask': 
may not duty seem a load, 
Nor worship prove a task ! 
J Father, thy quick'ning Spirit send 

From heaven in Jesus' no me, 
To make our waiting minds attend, 
And put our souls in frame. 

3 May we receive the word we hear, 
Each in an honest heart ; 

And keep the precious treasure there, 
And never with it part. 

4 To seek thee all our hearts dispose, 
To each thy blessings suit, 

And let the seed thy servant sows 
Produce abundant fruit. 


59£ 7s. Hammond. 

Opening icorship. 
ORD, we come before thee now, 
j At thy feet we humbly bow; 
! do not our suit disdain : 
Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 
2 Lord, on thee our souls depend; 
In compassion now descend ; 



Fill our hearts -with thy rich grace, 
Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 

3 In thine own appointed way, 
Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
Lord, we know not how to go 
Till a blessing thou bestow. 

4 Send some message from thy word. 
That maj 7 joy and peace afford; 

Let thy Spirit now impart 
Full salvation to each heart. 

5 Comfort those who weep and mourn, 
Let the time of joy return ; 

Those that are cast down lift up, 
Make them strong in faith and hope. 

6 Grant that all may seek and find 
Thee a gracious God, and kind ; 
Heal the sick, the captive free ; 
Let us all rejoice in thee. 

593 CM. C. Weslet. 

Waiting in the sanctuary. 

FATHER, behold with gracious eyes 
The souls before thy throne, 
Who now present their sacrifice, 

And seek thee in thy Son. 
Well pleased in him, thyself declare, 

Thy pard'ning love reveal, 
The peaceful answer of our prayer 

To every conscience seal. 
2 Meanest of all thy servants, I 

Those happier spirits meet, 
And mix with theirs my feeble cry 

And worship at thy feet. 
On me, on all, some gift bestow, 

Some blessing now impart ; 
The seed of life eternal sow 

In every mournful heart. 


3 Thy loving, powerful Spirit shed, 

And speak our sins forgiven, 
Or haste throughout the lump to spread 

The sanctifying leaven. 
Refresh us with a ceaseless shower 

Of graces from above, 
Till all receive the perfect power 

Of everlasting love. 


t594r S. M. DODDIUDGE. 

■Luke xii. 35-37. 
"E servants of the Lord, 
Each in his office wait, 
Observant of his heavenlv- word, 
And watchful at his gate. 

2 Let all your lamps be bright, 
And trim the golden flame ; 

Gird up your loins, as in his sight, 
For awful is his name. 

3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command ; 
And while we speak he's near; 

Mark the first signal of his hand, 
And ready all appear. 

4 happy servant he 

In such a posture found! 
He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
And be with honor crowned. 

,95 S. M. C. Wesley, 

Keeping the charge of the Lord. 
CHARGE to keep I have, 
A God to glorify ; 
A never-dying soul to save, 

And fit it for the sky ; 
To serve the present age, 
My calling to fulfil :— 



may it all my powers engage 

To do my Master's will! 
2 Arm me with jealous care, 

As in thy sight to live ; 
And thy servant. Lord, prepare. 

A strict account to give ! 
Help me to watch and pray, 

And on thyself rely, 
Assured, if I my trust betray, 

I shall for ever die. 

596 S. M. C. Wesley 

A holy life. 

GOD of almighty love, 
By whose sufficient grace 

1 lift my heart to things above, 

And humbly seek thy face, — 
Through Jesus Christ, the just, 

My faint desires receive, 
And let me in thy goodness trust, 

And to thy glory live. 

2 Whate'er I say or do, 
Thy glory be my aim ; 

My off' rings all be offered through 

The ever-blessed name. 
Jesus, my single eye 

Be fixed on thee alone : 
Thy name be praised on earth, on high 

Thy will by all be done ! 

3 Spirit of faith, inspire 
My consecrated heart ; 

Fill me with pure, celestial fire, 

With all thou hast and art. 
My feeble mind transform, 

And, perfectly renewed, 
Into a saint exalt a worm— 

A worm exalt to God ! 


597 L. M. Watts 

Titus ii. 10-13. 

SO let our lips and lives express 
The holy gospel we profess ; 
So let our works and virtues shine, 
To prove the doctrine all Divine. 

2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
The honors of our Saviour God, 
When the salvation reigns within, 
And grace subdues the power of sin. 

3 Our flesh and sense must be denied. 
Passion and envy, lust and pride ; 

While justice, temperance, truth, and love, 
Our inward piety approve. 

4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
While we expect that blessed hope, 
The bright appearance of the Lord ; 
And faith stands leaning on liis word. 

598 7s. C. Weslbt- 

Stability sought. 

JESUS, shall I never be 
Firmly grounded upon thee? 
Never by thy work abide ? 
Never in thy wounds reside ? 

2 how wav'ring is my mind, 
Tossed about with every wind ! 
how quickly doth my heart 
From the living God depart ! 

3 Jesus, let my nature feel 
Thou art God unchangeable: 
Jah, Jehovah, great I AM, 
Speak into my soul thy name. 

4 Grant that every moment I 
May believe and feel thee nigh, 
Steadfastly behold thy face, 
Stablished with abiding grace. 


599 C. M. Watt* 

Before or after sermon. 

LONG have I sat beneath the sound 
Of thy salvation, Lord ; 
But still how weak my faith is found 
And knowledge of thy word ! 

2 How cold and feeble is my love t 
How negligent my fear ! 

How low my hopes of joys above ! 
How few affections there ! 

3 Great God, thy sovereign aid impart 
To give thy word success ; 

Write thy salvation on my heart, 
And make me learn thy grace. 

4 Show my forgetful feet the way 
That leads to joys on high, 

Where knowledge grows without decay, 
And love shall never die. 


600 S. M. C. Wesley 

Psalm cxxv. 

"HO in the Lord confide, 
And feel his sprinkled blood, 
In storms and hurricanes abide 

Firm as the mount of God : 
Steadfast, and fixed, and sure, 

His Sion cannot move ; 
His faithful people stand secure, 
In Jesus' guardian love. 

2 As round Jerusalem 

The hilly bulwarks rise, 
So God protects and covers them 

From all their enemies : 
On every side he stands, 

And for his Israel cares ; 


And safe in his almighty hands 

Their souls for ever bears. 
8 But let them still abide 

In thee, all-gracious Lord, 
Till every soul is sanctified, 

And perfectly restored: 
The men of heart sincere 

Continue to defend; 
And do them good, and save them here, 

And love them to the end. 

601 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Apostasy deprecated. 

AH ! Lord, with trembling I confess, 
A gracious soul may fall from grace ; 
The salt may lose its seas'ning power, 
And never, never find it more ! 
2 Lest that my fearful case should be, 
Each moment knit my soul to thee ; 
And lead me to the mount above, 
Through the low vale of humble love. 


bOQ 6,6,6,6,8,8. Raffles. 

l Am I my brother's keeper ?" 
UST I my brother keep, 
And share his pain and toil, 
And weep with those that weep, 
And smile with those that smile, 
And act to each a brother's part, 
And feel his sorrows in my heart *? 
2 Must I his burden bear, 

As though it were my own, 
And do as I would care 
Should to myself be clone, 
And faithful to his interests prove, 
And as myself my neigh I *r love? 


3 Must I reprove his sin? 
Must I partake his grief, 

And kindly enter in, 
And minister relief, 
The naked clothe, the hungry feed, 
And love him, not in word, but deed ! 

4 Then, Jesus, at thy feet 
A student let me be, 

And learn, as it is meet, 
My duty, Lord, from thee , 
For thou didst come on mercy's plan, 
And all thy life was love to man. 

5 make me as thou art, 
Thy Spirit, Lord, bestow; 

The kind and gentle heart 
That feels another's woe; 
That thus I may be like my Head, 
And in my Saviour's footsteps tread. 


Relieving Christ in his members. 

JESUS, my Lord, hew rich thy grace! 
Thy bounties, how complete ! 
Row shall I count the matchless sum, 
How pay the mighty debt ? 

2 High on a throne of radiant light 
Dost thou exalted shine ; 

"What can my poverty bestow, 
When all the worlds are thine c : 

3 But thou hast brethren here below, 
The partners of thy grace, 

And wilt confess their humble names 
Before thy Father's face. 

4 In them thou may'st be clothed and fed* 
And visited and cheered, 

And in their accents of distress 
My Saviour's voice is heard, 


5 Thy face with rev'rence and with lore 

I in thy poor -would see ; 
rather let me beg my bread 

Than hold it back from thee ! 

604 0. M. DOLDEEDGE 

The good Samaritan. 

FATHER of mercies, send thy grace, 
All-powerful from above, 
To form in our obedient souls 
The image of thy love. 

2 may our sympathizing breasts 
That generous pleasure know ; 

Kindly to share in others' joy, 
And weep for others' woe ! 

3 When the most helpless sons of grief 
In low distress are laid, 

Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, 
And sw ;r * our hands to aid. 

4 So Jesus looked on dying men, 
When throned above the skies ; 

And midst th' embraces of thy love, 
He felt compassion rise. 

5 On wings of love the Saviour flew, 
To raise us from the ground ; 

And gave the richest of his blood, 
A balm for every wound. 

f505 L - M - Gibbons 

At charitable collections. 

WHEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, 
"What were his works from day to day, 
But miracles of power and grace, 
That spread salvation through our race? 
2 Teach us, Lord, to keep in view 
Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue; 
Let alms bestowed, let kindness done. 
B°i witnessed by each rolling sun. 


8 That man may last, but never lives, 
Who much receives, but nothing gives, 
Whom none can love, whom none can thank, 
Creation's t^ot, creation's blank. 

4 But he wno marks, from day to day, 
Tn generous acts his radiant way, 
Treads the same path the Saviour trod, 
The path to glory and to God, 

006 c - M- Doddridge. 

"Bags that wax not old." 

THESE mortal joys, how soon they fade! 
How swift they pass away ! 
The dying flower reclines its head, 
The beauty of a day ! 

2 The bags are rent, the treasure's lost, 
We fondly called our own : 

Scarce could we *he possession boast, 
When, lo ! we found it gone. 

3 But there are joys that cannot die, 
With God laid up in store ; 

Treasure, beyond the changing sky, 
Brighter than golden ore. 

4 To that my rising heart aspires, 

Secure to find its rest, 
And glories in such wide desires, 
Of all its wish possessed. 

5 The seeds which piety and love 
Have scattered here below, • 

In the fair fertile fields above, 
To an pie harvests grow. 

6 The mite my willing hands can gives 
At Jesus' feet I lay ; 

Grace shall the humble gift receive, 
And heaven at large repay. 


(30T S. M. Montgomery. 

Eccles. xi. 6. 
QOW in the morn thy seed, 
O At eve hold not thy hand ; 
To doubt and fear give thou no heed — 
Broad-cast it o'er the laud. 

2 Beside all waters sow, 

The highway furrows stock, 
Drop it where thorns and thistles grow, 
Scatter it on the rock. 

3 The good, the fruitful ground, 
Expect not here nor there ; 

O'er hill, o'er dale, by plots, 'tis found , 
Go forth, then, everywhere. 

4 Thou know'st not which shall thrive, 
The late or early sown ; 

Grace keeps the precious germ alive, 
When and wherever strown : 

6 And duly shall appear, 

In verdure, beauty, strength, 
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, 

And the full corn at length. 
b Thou canst not toil in vain : 

Cold, heat, and moist, and dry, 
Shall foster and mature the grain 

For garners in the sky : 

7 Thence, when the final end, 
The day of God is come, 

The angel reapers shall descend, 
And heaven siug, " Harvest home V' 

608 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 


LET God, who comforts the distressed, 
Let Israel's Consolation, hear; 


Hear, Hcly Ghost, our joint request, 
And show thyself the Comforter ; 
And swell th' unutterable groan, 
And breathe our wishes to the throne, 

2 We weep for those that weep below, 
And, burdened for th' afflicted, sigh ; 

The various forms of human wo 3 

Excite our softest sympathy, 
Fill every heart with mournful care, 
And draw out ail our souls in prayer. 

3 We wrestle for the ruined race, 
By sin eternally undone, 

Unless thou magnify thy grace, 

And make thy richest mercy known, 
And make thy vanquished rebels find 
Pardon in Christ for all mankind, 

4 Father of everlasting love, 
To every-soul thy Son reveal, 

Our guilt and suff 'rings to remove, 

Our deep, primeval wound to heal, 
And bid the fallen race arise, 
And turn our earth to paradise. 

J09 S. Iff. C. Wesley. 

Imitation of Christ. 

JESUS, I fain would find 
Jl Thy zeal for God in me, 
Thy yearning pity for mankind, 
Thy burning charity. 

2 In me thy Spirit dwell ! 

In me thy bowels move ! 
So shall the fervor of my zeal 

Be the pure flame of love. 


610 S. M. C. Wesley 

Putting on the Lord Jesus. 
p RACIOUS Redeemer, hear ! 
VJT Into my soul come down : 
Let it throughout my life appear 
That 1 have Christ put on. 

2 plant in me thy mind! 
fix in me thy home ! 

So shall I cry to all mankind, 
Come to the waters, come ! 

3 Jesus is full of grace, 
To all his bowels move : 

Behold in me, ye fallen race, 
That God is only love. 

611 CM. C. Wesley 

Judges v. 31. 

JESUS, let all thy lovers shine, 
Illustrious as the sun ; 
And, bright with borrowed rays Divine, 
Their glorious circuit run. 

2 Reyond the reach of mortals, spread 
Their light where'er they go ; 

And heavenly influences shed 
On all the world below. 

3 As giants may they run their race, 
Exulting in their might ; 

As tmrning luminaries, chase 
The Tloom of hellish night. 

4 As th? bright Sun of righteousness, 
Their healing wings display ; 

And let heir lustre still increase 
Unto the perfect day. 

5 Such honor all thy saints receive, 
Who thee sincerely love ; 


Dispensers of thy gifts we live, 
And general blessings prove ; 
# 6 And when our useful course is run, 
Enjoy the kingdom given ; 

Bright as the uncreated sun, 
In the eternal heaven. 

(31£ C. M. Doddridge. 

"Thou knowest that I love thee." 

DO not I love thee, my Lord ? 
Behold my heart, and see; 
And turn each cursed idol out 
That dares to rival thee. 

2 Do not I love thee from my soul ? 
Then let me nothing love ; 

Dead be my heart to every joy, 
When Jesus cannot move. 

3 Is not thy name melodious still 
To mine attentive ear ? 

Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound 
My Saviour's voice to hear ? 

4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock 
I would disdain to feed? 

Hast thou a foe, before whose face 
I fear thy cause to plead ? 

5 Would not mine ardent spirit vie 
With angels round the throne, 

To execute thy sacred will, 
And make thy glory known ? 

6 Would not my heart pour forth its blood 
In honor of thy name ? 

And challenge the cold hand of death 
To damp th' immortal flame ? 

7 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord; 
But ! I long to soar 

Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 
And learn to love thee more. 


613 L. M. Grigg. 

Not ashamed of Jesus. 

JESUS ! and shall it ever be 
A mortal man ashamed of thee ? 
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, 
Whose glories shine through ecdless daysl 

2 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far 
Let evening blush to own a star : 
He sheds the beams of light Divine 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 

3 Ashamed of Jesus ! just as soon 
Let midnight be ashamed of noon : 
'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, 
Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee ! 

4 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear Friend 
On whom my hopes of heaven depend ? 
No : when I blush, be this my shame, 
That I no more revere his name. 

(314 8s. C. Wesley. 

Delight in Christ. 

THOU Shepherd of Israel and mine, 
The joy and desire of my heart, 
For closer communion I pine, 
I long to reside where thou art : 

2 The pasture I languish to find, 
Where all, who their Shepherd obey, 

Are fed, on thy bosom reclined, 

And screened from the heat of the day. 

3 'Tis there with the lambs of thy flock, 
There only I covet to rest ; 

To lie at the foot of the rock, 
Or rise to be hid in thy breast; 


4 'Tis there I would always abide, 
And never a moment depart ; 

Concealed in the cleft of thy side, 
Eternally held in thy heart. 

(315 8s. Newtok. 

Delight in Christ. 

HOW tedious and tasteless the hours 
When Jesus no longer I see ! 
Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers. 

Have all lost their sweetness to me, — 
The midsummer sun shines but dim, 

The fields strive in vain to look gay ; 
But when I am happy in him, 
December's as pleasant as May. 

2 His name yields the richest perfume, 
And sweeter than music his voice ; 

His presence disperses my gloom, 
And makes all within me rejoice: 

I should, were he always thus nigh, 
Have nothing to wish or to fear ; 

No mortal so happy as I, 

My summer would last all the year . 

3 Content with beholding his face, 
My all to his pleasure resigned ; 

No changes of season or place 

Would make any change in my mini : 

While blessed with a sense of his love, 
A palace a toy would appear ; 

And prisons would palaces prove, 
If Jesus would dwell with me there. 

4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 
If thou art my sun and my song, 

Say why do I languish and pine ? 
And why are my winters so long 1 


drive these dark clouds from my sky, 
Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; 

Or take me to thee up on high, 

Where -winter and clouds are no more. 

616 CM. Watts. 

'■'■The Lord is my portion." 

MY God, my portion, and my love, 
My everlasting all, 
I've none but thee in heaven above, 
Or on this earthly ball. 

2 What empty things are all the skies, 
And this inferior clod ! 

There's nothing here deserves my joys, 
There's nothing like my God. 

3 How vain a toy is glitt'ring wealth, 
If once compared to thee : 

Or what's my safety, or my health, 
Or all my friends, to me ? 

4 Were I possessor of the earth, 
And called the stars my own, 

Without thy graces and thyself, 
I were a wretch undone. 

5 Let others stretch their arms like seas, 
And grasp in all the shore : 

Grant me the visits of thy face, 
And I desire no more. 

617 L. M. C. Wesley 

Jer. ix. 23^ 24. 

LET not the wise their wisdom boast ; 
The mighty glory in their might ; 
The rich in flatt'ring riches trust, 

Which take their everlasting flight. 
2 The rush of num'rous years bears down. 
The most gigantic strength of man ; 


And where is all his wisdom gone, 
When dust he turns to dust again ? 

3 One only gift can justify 

The boasting soul that knows his God: 
When Jesus doth his blood apply, 
I glory in his sprinkled blood. 

4 The Lord, my righteousness, I praise, 
I triumph in the love Divine, 

The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace, 
In Christ to endless ages mine. 

618 7s. Gbant 

Psalm lxxiii. 25. 

LOKD of earth, thy forming hand 
Well this beauteous frame hath planned, — 
Woods that wave, and hills that tower, 
Ocean rolling in his power ; — 
Yet, amidst this scene so fair, 
Should I cease thy smile to share, 
What were all its joys to me ? 
Whom have I on earth but thee ? 

2 Lord of heaven, beyond our sight 
Shines a world of purer light ; 
There, in love's unclouded reign, 
Severed friends shall meet again : 

that world is passing fair ! 
Vet, if thou wert absent there, 
What were all its joys tc me ? 
Whom have I in heaven but thee ? 

3 Lord of earth and heaven, my breasS 
Seeks in thee its only rest : 

L was lost ; thy accents mild 
Homeward lured thy wand'ring child: 
0, if once thy smile Divine 
Ceased upon my soul to shine, 
What were earth or heaven to me 2 
Whom have I in each but thee ? 


619 G. M. Watts. 

Surrendering all for Christ. 

HOW vain are all things here below! 
How false, and yet how fair ! 
Each pleasure hath its poison too, 
And every sweet a snare. 

2 The brightest things below the sky 
Give but a flatt'ring light; 

We should suspect some danger nigh 
Where we possess delight. 

3 Our dearest joys and nearest friends, 
The partners of our blood, 

How they divide our wav'ring minds, 
And leave but half for God ! 

4 The fondness of a creature's love, 
How strong it strikes the sense ! 

Thither the warm affections move, 
Nor can we call them thence. 

5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be 
My soul's eternal food ; 

And grace command my heart away 
From all created good. 

620 8,8,8,8,8,8. J. Wesley. 

[From the German of Tersteegen.] 

Sacrificing all for Christ. 

THOU hidden love of God, whose height, 
Whose depth unfathomcd, no man knows, 

1 see from far thy beauteous light, 

Inly I sigh for thy repose : 
My heart is pained, nor can it be 
At rest, till it finds rest in thee. 

2 Thy secret voice invites me still 
The sweetness of thy yoke to prove ; 


And fain I would ; but though my will 

Seem fixed, yet wide my passions rove • 
Yet hindrances strew all the way ; 
I aim at thee, yet from thee stray. 

3 'Tis mercy all that thou hast brought 
My mind to seek her peace in thee ! 

Vet while I seek, but find thee not, 

No peace my wand'ring soul shall see : 
when shall all my wand'rings end, 
And all my steps to thee-ward tend ! 

4 Is there a thing beneath the sun 

That strives with thee my heart to share! 
Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone, 

The lord of every motion there ! 
Then shall my heart from earth be free, 
When it hath found repose in thee. 

5 hide this self from me, that I 

No more, but Christ in me, may live ! 
My vile affections crucify, 

Nor let one darling lust survive ! 
In all things nothing may I see, 
Nothing desire or seek, but thee ! 

6 Love, thy sovereign aid impart, 

To save me from low-thoughted care ; 
Chase this self-will through all my heart, 

Through all its latent mazes there: 
Make me thy duteous child, that I 
Ceaseless may Abba, Father, cry. 

7 Ah no ! ne'er will I backward turn ; 
Thine wholly, thine alone, I am ! 

Thrice happy he who views with scorn 

Earth's toys, for thee his constant flan*®; 
help, that I may never move 
From the blest footsteps of thy love ! 

8 Each moment draw from earth away 
My heart, that lowly waits thy call ; 


Speak to my inmost soul, and say, 

"I am thy Love, thy God, thy All!' 
To feel thy power, to hear thy voice, 
To taste thy love, be all my choice. 

C ( 

^21 S. M. Watts 

Rejoicing in God. 
10ME, ye that love the Lord, 
And let your joys be known: 
Join in a song with sweet accord, 
While ye surround his throne. 

2 The sorrows of the mind 
Be banished from the place ! 

Religion never was designed 
To make our pleasures less. 

3 Let those refuse to sing 
Who never knew our God ; 

But servants of the heavenly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 

4 The God that rules on high, 
That all the earth surveys, 

That rides upon the stormy sky, 
And calms the roaring seas, — 

5 This awful God is ours, 
Our Father and our Love ; 

He will send down his heavenly powers 
To carry us above. 

6 There we shall see his face, 
And never, never sin ; 

There, from the rivers of his grace, 
Drink endless pleasures in : 

7 Yea, and before we rise 
To that immortal state, 

The thoughts of such amazing bliss 
Should constant joys create. 


8 The men of grace have found 
Glory begun below : 

Celestial fruit on earthly ground 
From faith and hope may grow " 

9 The hill of Zion yields 
A'thousand sacred sweets, 

Before we reach the heavenly fields, 
Or walk the golden streets. 

10 Then let our songs abound, 
And every tear be dry ; 

We 're marching through Immanuel's ground 
To fairer worlds on high. 

622 S. M. Hammond 

"Sing praises to God.''' 

AWAKE, and sing the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
Tune every heart and every tongue. 
To praise the Saviour' s name. 

2 Sing of his dying love ; 
Sing of his rising power; 

Sing how he intercedes above 
For those whose sins he bore. 

3 Tell, in seraphic strains, 
What he has done for you ; 

How he has taken off your chains, 
And formed your hearts anew. 

4 His faithfulness proclaim 
While life to you is given ; 

Join hands and hearts to praise his name, 
Till we all meet in heaven. 

(523 7,8. 


COME, thou Fount of every blessing, 
Tune my heart to sing tby grace; 


Streams of mercy, never ceasing, 
Call for songs of loudest praise. 

Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
Sung by flaming tongues above : 

Praise the mount — I'm fixed upon it — 
Mount of thy redeeming love ! 

2 Here I'll raise mine Ebenezer, 
Hither, by thy help, I'm come ; 

And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 

Safely to arrive at home. 
Jesus sought me, when a stranger, 

Wand'ring from the fold of God : 
He, to rescue me from danger, 

Interposed his precious blood ! 

3 ! to grace how great a debtor 
Daily I'm constrained to be ! 

Let thy goodness, like a fetter, 
Bind my wand'ring heart to thee ! 

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it — 
Prone to leave the God I love — 

Here's my heart, take and seal it ! 
Seal it for thy courts above. 

8^4 S. M. Hebbert 

A single eye. 

TEACH me, my God and King, 
In all things thee to see; 
And what I do, in any tiling, 
To do it as for thee ; — 

2 To scorn the senses' sway, 
While still to thee I tend : 

In all I do be thou the way, 
In all be thou the end. 

3 All may of thee partake: 
Nothing so small can be, 

But draws, when acted for thy sake, 
Greatness and worth from thee. 


4 If done t ! obey thy laws, 

E'en servile labors shine: 
Hallowed is toil, if this the cause, 

The meanest work Divine. 
d Thee, then, my God and King, 

In all things may I see ; 
And what I do. in any thing, 

May it be done for thee ! 

625 L. M. C Wesley 

Doing all to the glory of God. 

OTHQU, who earnest from above, 
The pure celestial fire r impart. 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
On the mean altar of my heart. 

2 There let it for thy glory burn, 
"With inextinguishable blaze, 

And trembling to its source return, 
In humble love, and fervent praise. 

3 Jesus, confirm my heart's desire, 

To work, and speak, and think, for thee ; 
Still let me guard the holy fire, 
And still stir up thy gift in me. 

4 Ready for all thy perfect will, 
My acts of faith and love repeat, 

Till death thy endless mercies seal, 
And make the sacrifice complete. 

[}Q6 C. M. C. Wesley. 

'•'•Our good is all Divine.''' 

rATHER, to thee my soul I lift;— 
My soul on thee depends, 
Convinced that every perfect gift 

From thee alone descends. 
2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, 
And power and wisdom too : 


Without the Spirit of thy Son 
We nothing good can do. 

3 We cannot speak one useful word, 
One holy thought conceive, 

Unless, in answer to our Lord, 
Thyself the blessing give. 

4 His blood demands the purchased grace . 
His blood's availing plea 

Obtained the help for all our race, 
And sends it down to me 

5 Thou all our works in us hast wrought ; 
Our good is all Divine : 

The praise of every virtuous thought, 
And righteous word, is thine. 

6 From thee, through Jesus, we receive 
The power on thee to call ; 

In whom we are, and move, and live, 
Our God is all in all. 

Q27 C. M. Doddridge. 

The choice of 3Ioses. 

MY soul, with all thy wakened powers, 
Survey the heavenly prize ; 
Nor let these glitt'ring toys of earth 
Allure thy wand'ring eyes. 

2 The splendid crown which Moses sought 
Still beams around his brow ; 

Though soon great Pharaoh's sceptred pride 
Was taught by death to bow. 

3 The joys and treasures of a day 
I cheerfully resign ; 

Rich in that large immortal store, 
Secured by grace Divine. 

4 Let fools my wiser choice deride, 
Angels and God approve ; 


Nor scorn of men, nor rage of hell, 
My steadfast soul shall move. 

5 "With ardent eye, that bright reward 

I daily will survey ; 
And in the blooming prospect lose 

The sorrows of the way. 

(328 L ' M " DODDEIDGE 

The choice of Mary. 

BESET with snares on every hand, 
In life's uncertain path I stand: 
Saviour Divine ! diffuse thy light 
To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 

2 Engage this roving, treach'rous heart 
To fix on Mary's better part, 

To scorn the trifles of a day, 

For joys that none can take away. 

3 Then let the wildest storms arise ; 
Let tempests mingle earth and skies ; 
No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, 

But all my treasures with me bear. 

4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, 
Cheerful I live, and joyful die; 
Secure, when mortal comforts flee, 
To find ten thousand worlds in thee. 

629 L- M. J. Wesiey. 

[From the German.] 

OTHOU, to whose all-searching sight 
The darkness shineth as the light, 
Search, prove my heart, it pants for 
burst these bonds, and set it free ' 


2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, 
Nail my affections to the cross ; 
Hallow each thought, let all within 
Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean. 

3 If in this darksome wild I stray, 
Be thou my light, be thou my way ; 
No foes, no violence, I fear, 

No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 

4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, 
When sinks my heart in waves of woe, 
Jesus, thy timely aid impart, 

And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 

5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, 
Dauntless, untired, I follow thee : 

let thy hand support me still, 
And lead me to thy holy hill ! 

6 If rough and thorny he the way, 
My strength proportion to my day ; 
Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, 
Where all is calm, and joy, and peace. 


630 7q - Cowpbr 

^IS my happiness below 

Not to live without the cross ; 
But the Saviour's power to know, 
Sanctifying every loss. 

2 Trials mast and will befall ; 
But with humble faith to see 

L^ve inscribed upon them all, — 
This is happiness to me. 

3 Trials make the promise sweet : 
Trials give new life to prayer ; 

Bring me to my Saviour's feet, 
Lay me low, and keep me there. 


631 C. M. 0. Wesley. 
" I have chosen thee in the furnace." 

THEE, Jesus, full of truth and grace, 
Thee, Saviour, we adore : 
Thee in affliction's furnace praise, 
And magnify thy power. 

2 Thy power, in human weakness shown, 
Shall make us all entire : 

We now thy guardian presence own, 
And walk unburned in fire. 

3 Thee, Son of man, by faith we see, 
And glory in our guide ; 

Surrounded and upheld by thee, 
The fiery test abide. 

4 The fire our graces shall refine, 
Till, moulded from above, 

We bear the character Divine, 
The stamp of perfect love. 

632 8,7. Ltie 
Taking up the cross. 

JESUS, I my cross have taken, 
All to leave, and follow thee ; 
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 

Thou, 'from hence, my all shalt be. 
Perish, every fond ambition, 

All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; 
Yet how rich is my condition ! 

God and heaven are still my own ! 

2 Let the world despise and leave me , 
They have left my Saviour too : 

Human hearts and looks deceive me — 
Thou art not, like them, untrue; 


And while thou shalt smile upon me, 
God of wisdom, love, and might, 

Foes may hate, and friends disown me ; 
Show thy face, and all is bright. 

3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure ; 
Come disaster, scorn, and pain ; 

In thy service pain is pleasure ; 

With thy favor loss is gain. 
I have called thee, Abba, Father, — 

I have set my heart on thee : 
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, — 

All must work for good to me. 

4 Man may trouble and distress me, — 
'Twill but drive me to thy breast; 

Life with trials hard may press me, — 
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. 

! 'tis not in grief to harm me, 
While thy love is left to me ! 

0! 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
Were that joy unmixed with thee ! 

5 Soul, then know thy full salvation ; 
Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; 

Joy to find in every station 
Something still to do or bear. 

Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; 
Think what Father's smiles are thine ; 

Think that Jesus died to win thee : 
Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? 

6 Haste thee on from grace to glory. 
Armed by faith, and winged by prayer ; 

Heaven's eternal days before thee, 

God's own hand shall guide thee there. 

Soon shall close thy earthly mission, 
Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; 

Hope shall change to glad fruition, 
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 


633 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesley. 

"Leaving us an example." 

SEE where our great High Priest 
Before the Lord appears, 
And on his loving breast 
The tribes of Israel bears, 
Never without his people seen, 
The Head of all believing men ! 

2 With him the corner-stone 
The living stones conjoin, 

Christ and his Church are one, 
One body and one vine ; 
For us he uses all his powers, 
And all he has, or is, is ours. 

3 The motions of our Head 
The members all pursue, 

By his good Spirit led 
To act and suffer too : 
Like him, the toil, the cross sustain, 
Till glorious all like him we reign. 

034 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

"That ye should follow his steps." 

SAVIOUR of all, what hast thou done, 
What hasi thou suffered on the tree f 
Why didst thou groan thy mortal groan, 

Obedient unto death for me ? 
The myst'ry of thy passion show, 
The end of all thy griefs below. 

2 Pardon, and grace, and heaven, to buy 5 
My bleeding Sacrifice expired ; 

But didst thou not my Pattern die, 
That, by thy glorious Spirit fired, 

Faithful to death I might endure, 

A.nd make the crown by suff'ring sure ? 


3 Thou didst the meek example leave, 
That I might in thy footsteps tread ; 

Might, like the Man of sorrows, grieve, 

And groan, and bow with thee my head ; 
Thy dying in my body bear, 
And all thy state of suff'ring share. 

4 Thy every suff'ring servant, Lord, 
Shall as his perfect Master be ; — 

To all thy inward life restored, 

And outwardly conformed to thee, 
Out of thy grave the saint shall rise, 
And grasp, through death, the glorious prize 

5 This is the strait, the royal way, 
That leads us to the courts above : 

Here let me ever, ever stay, 

Till, on the wings of perfect love, 
I take my last triumphant flight, 
From Calvary to Sion's height. 

635 L. M. C. Weslbt 

The trial of Abraham. 

ABRAHAM, when severely tried, 
His faith by his obedience showed ; 
He with the harsh command complied, 
And gave his Isaac back to God. 

2 His son the father offered up, 
Son of his age, his only son, 

Object of all his joy and hope, 
And less beloved than God alone. 

3 for a faith like his, that we 
The bright example may pursue ! 

May gladly give up all to thee, 

To whom our more than all is due. 

4 Is there a thing than life more dear 1 
A thing from which we cannot part 1 


We can: we now rejoice to tear 
The idol from our bleeding heart. 

5 For what to thee, Lord, we give, 
A hundred- fold we here obtain ; 

And soon with thee shall all receive, 
And loss shall be eternal gain 

S3 Q C. M. Moobb 

Solace in woe. 

OTHOU who driest the mourner's tear, 
How dark this world would be, 
If, when deceived and wounded here, 
We could not fly to thee ! 

2 The friends who in our sunshine live, 
When winter comes are flown ; 

And he who has but tears to give, 
Must weep those tears alone. 

3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, 
Which, like the plants that throw 

Their fragrance from the wounded part, 
Breathes sweetness out of woe. 

4 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, 
And e'en the hope that threw 

A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, 
Is dimmed and vanished too,-r- 

5 0, who could bear life's stormy doom, 
Did not thy wing of love 

Come brightly wafting through the gloom 
Our peace-branch from above ! 

6 Then sorrow, touched by thee, grows bright 
With more than rapture's ray ; 

As darkness shows us worlds of light 
We never saw by day. 


637 C. M. Nole. 

Hope in trouble. 

WHEN musing sorrow weeps the past, 
And mourns the present pain, 
"lis sweet to think of peace at last, 
And feel that death is gain. 

2 'Tis not that mui-m'ring thoughts arise, 
And dread a Father's will; 

'Tis not that meek submission flies, 
And would not suffer still : — 

3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys 
The path that leads to light, 

And longs her eagle plumes to raise, 
And lose herself in sight: — 

4 It is that hope with ardor glows, 
To see Him face to face, 

Whose dying love no language knows 
Sufficient art to trace. 

5 let me wing my hallowed flight 
From earth-born woe and care, 

And soar above these clouds of night, 
My Saviour's bliss to share ! 

638 CM. Brady & Tate. 

Psalm xxxiv. 1-9. 

THROUGH all the changing scenes of life. 
In trouble and in joy, 
The praises of my God shall still 
My heart and tongue employ. 

2 Of his deliv'rance I will boast, 

Till all that are distressed, 
From my example comfort take, 

And charm their griefs to rest. 


3 magnify the Lord with me, 
With m<e exalt his name : 

When in distress to him I called, 
He to my rescue came. 

4 The angel of the Lord encamps 
Around the good and just ; 

Deliv'rance he affords to all 
Who on his succor trust, 

5 make but trial of his love, 
Experience will decide 

How blest they are, and only they, 
Who in his truth confide. 

6 Fear him, ye saints ; and you will then 
Have nothing else to fear : 

Make you his service your delight ; 
Your wants shall be his care. 

639 L. M. C. Weslei 

Hal. iii. 17, 18. 

AWAY, my unbelieving fear ! 
Fear shall in me no more have place 
My Saviour doth not yet appear, 

He hides the brightness of his face : 
But shall I therefore let him go. 

And basely to the tempter yield ? 
No, in the strength of Jesus, no, 
I never will give up my shield. 

2 Although the vine its fruit deny, 

Although the olive yield no oil, 
The with'ring fig-tree droop and die, 

The field illude the tiller's toil, 
The empty stall no herd afford, 

And perish all the bleating race,— 
Yet will I triumph in the Lord, 

The God of my salvation praise. 


(34_0 lis. KlRKHAM. 

Precious promises. 

HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, 
Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! 
What more can he say than to you he hath said, 
You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ? 

2 In every condition — in sickness, in health ; 
In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth ; 

At home and abroad ; on the land, on the sea — 
"As thy days may demand, shall thy strength 
ever be. 

3 "Fear not; I am with thee; be not dismayed! 
I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; 
I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee 

to stand, 
Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 

4 "When through the deep waters I call thee 

to go, 
The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow ; 
For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, 
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 

5 "When through fiery trials thy pathway shall 

My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply : 
The flame shall not hurt thee ; — I only design 
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 

6 "E'en down to old age, all my people shall 

My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 
And when hoary hairs shall their temples adora 4i 
Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 

7 "The soul that on Jesus still leans for repose, 
I will not, I -will not, desert to his foes ; 

That soul, though all hell should endeavor to 

I'll never, no, never, no, never forsake>" 


641 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

"Peace; be still!" 

PEACE ! doubting heart ; my God's I am I 
Who formed me man, forbids my tear'. 
The Lord hath called me by my name ; 

The Lord protects, for ever near : 
His blood for me did once atone, 
And still he loves and guards his own. 

2 When, passing through the wat'ry deep, 
I ask in faith his promised aid, 

The waves an awful distance keep, 

And shrink from my devoted head: 
Fearless their violence I dare ; 
They cannot harm ; for God is there ! 

3 To him mine eye of faith I turn, 
And through the fire pursue my way ; 

The fire forgets its power to burn, 

The lambent flames around me play : 
I own his power, accept the sign, 
And shout to prove the Saviour mine. 

4 Still nigh me, my Saviour, stand ! 
And guard in fierce temptation's hour ; 

Hide in the hollow of thy hand ; 

Show forth in me thy saving power ; 
Still be thy arms my sure defence ; 
Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence 

5 Since thou hast bid me come to thee, 
(Good as thou art, and strong to save,} 

I'll walk o'er life's tempestuous sea, 
Upborne by the unyielding wave ; 

Dauntless, though rocks of pride be near ; 

And yawning whirlpools of despair. 

8 When darkness intercepts the skies. 
And sorrow's waves around me roll, 

A.nd high the storms of trouble rise. 
And half o'erwhelm my sinking soul.— 


My soul a sudden calm shall feel, 

And hear a whisper, ''Peace; be still!" 

7 Though in affliction's furnace tried, 
Unhurt on snares and death I'll tread ; 

Though sin assail, and hell, thrown wide, 
Pour all its flames upon my head, — 

Like Moses' bush, I'll mount the higher, 

And flourish, unconsumed, in fire. 

642 S. M. C. Wesley. 

"All things work together for good." 

AWAY ! my needless fears, 
And doubts u^ 1 :nger mine ; 
A ray of heavenly light appears, 
A messenger Divine. 

2 Thrice comfortable hope, 

That calms my troubled breast ; 
My Father's hand prepares the cup 
And what he wills is best. 

3 If what I wish is good, 
And suits the will Divine, — 

By earth and hell in vain withstood, 
I know it shall be mine. 

4 Still let them counsel take 
To frustrate his decree ; 

They cannot keep a blessing back, 
By Heaven designed for me. 

6 Here then I doubt no more, 

But in his pleasure rest, 
Whose wisdom, love, and truth, and power 

Engage to make me blest. 

6 T' accomplish his design, 

The creatures all agree ; 
And all the attributes Divine 

Are now at work for me. 


643 - S. M. 0. ft MS.BT. 

[From the German of Gerhard, J 

Trust in Providence. 

(10MMIT thou all thy griefs 
J And ways into His hands. 
To His sure trust and tender c?re, 

Who earth and heaven commaadf 
Who points the clouds their course, 

Whom winds and seas obey, 
He shall direct thy wand'ring feet, 
He shall prepare thy way. 

2 Thou on the Lord rely, 
So safe shalt thou go on : 

Fix on his work thy steadfast eye, 

So shall thy work be done. 
No profit canst thou gain 

By self-consuming care ; 
To him commend thy cause, his ear 

Attends the softest prayer. 

3 Thine everlasting truth, — 
Father, thy ceaseless love, 

Sees all thy children's wants, and ki<%tfS 
What best for each will prove; 

And whatsoe'er thou will'st, 
Thou dost, King of kings ! 

What's thy unerring wisdom's choice, 
Thy power to being brings ! 

4 Thou everywhere hast sway, 
Ani all things serve thy might ; 

Thine every act pure blessing is, 

Thy path unsullied light. 
When thou arisest, Lord, 

What shall thy work withstand? 
When all thy children want, thou giv'st; 

Who, who shall stay thy hand ? 


044 S. M. ' J Wesley. 


&IVE to the winds thy fears ; 
Hope, and be undismayed ; 
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears 

God shall lift up thy head : 
Through waves, and clouds, and storms, 

He gently clears thy way ; 
Wait thou his time, so shall this night 
Soon end in joyous day. 

2 Still heavy is thy heart ? 
Still sink thy spirits down ? 

Cast off the weight, let fear depart, 

And every care be gone. 
What though thou rulest not, 

Yet heaven, and earth, and hell, 
Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne, 

And ruleth all things well. 

3 Leave to his sovereign sway 
To choose and to command ; 

So shalt thou, wond'ring, own his way ; 

How wise, how strong his hand ! 
Far, far above thy thought 

His counsel shall appear, 
When fully he the work hath wrought 

That caused thy needless fear. 

4 Thou seest our weakness, Lord, 
Our hearts are known to thee ; 

lift thou up the sinking hand, 

Confirm the feeble knee : 
Let us in life, in death, 

Thy steadfast truth declare ; 
And publish, with our latest breath. 

Thy love and guardian care. 


645 10,10,11,11. Newto* 

The Lord will provide. 

THO' troubles assail, And dangers affright 
Though friends should all fail, And foes aii 
Yet one thing secures us, Whatever betide, 
The promise assures us, The Lord wIH provide 

2 The birds without barn Or storehouse are fed; 
From them let us learn To trust for our bread ; 
His saints what is fitting Shall ne'er be denied, 
So long as 'tis written, The Lord will provide. 

3 "We all may, bike ships, By tempest be tost 
On perilous deeps, Bat need not be lost ; 
Though Satan enrages The wind and the tide, 

et Scripture engages, The Lord will provide, 

4 His call we obey, Like Abrah'm of old : 

We know not the way, But faith makes us bold . 
For tho' we are strangers. We have a sure guide 
And trust in all dangers, The Lord will provide 



Our trust is all thrown On Jesus' s name : 
In this our strong tower For safety we hide ; 
The Lord is our pcwerj The Lord will provide. 

6 When life sinks apace, And death is in view, 
The word of his grace Shall comfort us through , 
Not fearing or doubting, With Christ on our side. 
vVe hope to die shouting, The Lord will proTide 

G46 C. M. Doddetdoe. 

Jacob's vow. Gen. xxviii. 20—22. 

GOD of Jacob, by whose hand 

Thine Israel still is fed, 

Who through this weary pilgrimage 

Hast all o Vhers led : — 


2 To thee our humble vows we raise, 
To thee address our prayer, 

And in thy kind and faithful breast 
Deposit all our care. 

3 If thou, through each perplexing path, 
Wilt be our constant guide ; 

If thou wilt daily bread supply, 
And raiment wilt provide ; 

4 If thou wilt spread thy shield around, 
Till these our wand'rings cease, 

And at our Father's loved abode 
Our souls arrive in peace: — 

5 To thee, as to our cov'nant God, 
We'll our whole selves resign; 

And count, that not our tenth alone, 
But all we have is thine. 


(34,7' 7s. CONDEE. 

Daily bread. 

^AY by day the manna fell : 
0, to learn this lesson well ! 
Still by constant mercy fed, 
Give me, Lord, my daily bread. 

2 "Day by day," the promise reads, 
Daily strength for daily needs : 
Cast foreboding fears away ; 
Take the manna of to-day. 

3 Lord ! my times are in thy hand : 
All my sanguine hopes have planned. 
To thy wisdom I resign, 
And would make thy purpose mine. 

4 Thou my daily task shalt give : 
Day by day to thee I live ; 
So shall added years fulfil, 
Not my own, my Father's wilL 


648 L. If. TV. Scon 

The cloudy and fiery pillar. 

WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, 
Out from the land of bondage came. 
Their father's God before them moved, 
An awful guide in smoke and flame. 

2 By day, along th' astonished lands 
The cloudy pillar glided slow ; 

By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands 
Keturned the fiery column's glow. 

3 Thus present still, though now unseen, 
When brightly shines the prosp'rous day, 

Be thoughts of thee a cloudy screen, 
To temper the deceitful ray ! 

4 And 0, when gathers on our path, 

La shade and storm, the frequent night, 
Be thou long-suffering, slow to wrath, 
A burning and a shining light '. 

649 CM. Mes.Cowpes 

Y span of life will soon be done, 
The passing moments say ; 
As length'ning shadows o'er the mead 
Proclaim the close of day. 

2 that my heart might dwell aloof 
From all created things, 

And learn that wisdom from above 
Whence true contentment springs ! 

3 Courage, my soul ! thy bitter cross, 
In every trial here, 

Shall bear thee to thy heaven above. 
But shall not enter there. 

4 The sighing ones that humbly seek 
In sorrowing paths below, 

Shall in eternity rejoice, 
Where endless comforts flow. 



5 Soon will the toilsome strife be o'er 
Of sublunary care, 

And life's dull vanities no more 
This anxious breast ensnare. 

6 Courage, my soul, on God rely, 
Deliv'rance soon will come : 

A thousand ways has Providence 
To bring believers home. 

650 L - M. 


MY hope, my all, my Saviour thou, 
To thee, lo, now my soul I bow; 
I feel the bliss thy wounds impart, 

1 find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 

2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way, 
Protect me through my life's short day; 
In all my acts may wisdom guide, 

And keep me, Saviour, near thy side. 

3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me ; 
As I have need, my Saviour be ; 
And if I would from thee depart, 
Then clasp me, Saviour, to thy heart. 

4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, 
Save me from sin and Satan's power : 
Tear every idol from thy throne, 

'And reign, my Saviour, reign alone. 

5 My suff 'ring time shall soon be o'er, 
Then shall I sigh and weep no more ; 
My ransomed soul shall soar away, 

To sing thy praise in endless day. 

651 L. M. J. Weslbt. 

[From the German.] 

THOU Lamb of God, thou Prince of peace ! 
For thee my thirsty soul doth pine ; 


My longing heart implores thy grace ; 
make me in thy likeness shine ! 

2 With fraudless, even, humble mind, 
Thy will in all things may I see : 

In love be every wish resigned, 

And hallowed my whole heart to thee 

3 When pain o'er my weak flesh prevails. 
With lamb-like patience arm my breast , 

When grief my wounded soul assails, 
In lowly meekness may I rest. 

4 Close by thy side still may I keep, 
Howe'er life's various current flow; 

With steadfast eye mark every step, 
And follow thee where'er thou go. 

5 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight hast won ; 
Alone thou hast the wine-press trod : 

In me thy strength'ning grace be shown ; 
may I conquer through thy blood ! 

6 So, when on Sion thou shalt stand, 
And all heaven's host adore their King, 

Shall I be found at thy right hand, 
And, free from pain, thy glories sing. 

65Q C. M. Crudey 

Waiting patiently for death. 

WHY thus impatient to be gone ? 
Such wishes breathe no more ; 
Let Him who locked thy spirit in, 
When meet, unbolt the door, 

2 Why wouldst thou snatch the victor's palm 
Before the conquest's won? 

Or wish to seize th' immortal^prize, 
Ere yet the race is run ? 

3 Inglorious wish, to haste away, 
And leave thy work undone ! — 


To serve thy Lord will please no les3 
Than praising round the throne. 

4 While thou art standing in the field, 
For bliss thou'lt riper grow ; — 

Then wait thy Lord's appointed time, 
Till he shall bid thee go. 

053 L- M. Beddoue 


WAIT, my soul, thy Maker's will ! 
Tumultuous passions, all be still ! 
Nor let a murm'ring thought arise ; 
His ways are just, his counsels wise. 

2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, 
Performs his work, the cause conceals ; 
But though his methods are unknown, 
Judgment and truth support his throne. 

3 Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait, 
Prostrate before his awful seat; 

And, midst the terrors of his rod, 
Trust in a wise and gracious God. 

(354= CM. Newton 

Gratitude and hope. 

AMAZING grace ! (how sweet the sound !) 
That saved a wretch like me ! 
f once was lost, but now I'm found, 

Was blind, but now I see. 
i 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 

And grace my fears relieved ; 
How precious did that grace appear, 

The hour I first believed ! 
3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, 

I have already come ; 
r Tis grace has brought me safe thus far. 

And grace will lead me home. 


•i The Lord has promised good to me, — 

His word my hope secures : 
He will my shield and portion be 

As long as life endures. 
5 Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, 

And mortal life shall cease, 
I shall possess, within the veil 

A life of joy and peace 


655 C. M. Watts 

Inspiring hope. 
TEEN I can read my title clear 
To mansions in the skies, 
I'll bid farewell to every fear, 
And wipe my weeping eyes. 

2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
And fiery darts be hurled. 

Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
And face a frowning world. 

3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, 
Let storms of sorrow fall ; 

So I but safely reach my home, 
My God, my heaven, my all. 

4 There I shall bathe my weary soul 
In seas of heavenly rest, 

And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 

056 C. M. Watts 

M I a soldier of the cross, — 
A foll'wer of the Lamb, — 
And shall I fear to own his cause, 

Or blush to speak his name ? 
2 Must I be carried to the skies 
On flowery beds of ease. 

A 1 


While others fought to win the prize. 
And sailed through bloody seas ? 

3 Are there no foes for me to face? 
Must I not stem the flood ? 

Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
To help me on to God ? 

4 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; 
Increase my courage, Lord : 

I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by thy word. 

5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 
Shall conquer, though they die ; 

They see the triumph from afar, 
By faith they bring it nigh. 

6 When that illustrious clay shall rise, 
And all thy armies shine, 

In robes of vict'ry, through the skies, 
The glory shall be thine. 

657 S. M. C. Wesley 

Eph. vi. 10. 

SOLDIERS of Christ, arise ! 
And put your armor on, 
Strong in the strength which God supplies 

Through his Eternal Son : 
Strong in the Lord of hosts, 
And in his mighty power, 
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 
Is more than conqueror. 

2 Stand, then, in his great might, 
With all his strength endued ; 

But take, to arm you for the fight, 
The panoply of God ; 

That having all things done, 
And all your conflicts past, 


Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone, 

And stand entire at last. 
3 From strength to strength go on, 

Wrestle, and fight, and pray : 
Tread all the powers of darkness down, 

And win the well-fought day : 
Still let the Spirit cry, 

In all his soldiers, " Come," 
Till Christ the Lord descend from hig-b, 

And take the conqu'rors home. 

008 7s - c - We«jlby 

"The Lord of hosts is with us /" 
Tj^ARTH, rejoice, our Lord is King'. 
Fi Sons of men, his praises sing ; 
Sing ye in triumphant strains, 
Jesus our Messiah reigns ! 

2 Power is all to Jesus given, 

Lord of hell, and earth, and heaven! 
Every knee to him shall bow : 
Satan, hear, and tremble now ! 

3 Angels and archangels join, 
All triumphantly combine ; 
All in Jesus' praise agree, 
Carrying on his victory. 

4 Though the sons of night blaspheme, 
More there are with us than them : 
God with us, we cannot fear, — 

Fear, ye fiends, for Christ is here ! 

5 Lo ! to faith's enlightened sight 
All the mountain flames with light : 
Hell is nigh, but God is nigher, 
Circling us with hosts of fire. 

6 Our Messiah is come down, 
Claims the nations for his own, 
Bids them stand before his face. 
Triumph in his saving grace. 

659 C. M. C. Wesley 

Ministering spirits. 

WHICH of the petty kings of earth 
Csm boast a guard like ours, 
Encircled from our second birth, 
With all the heavenly powers? 

2 Myriads of bright, cherubic bands, 
* Sent by the King of kings, 
Rejoice to bear us in their hands, 

And shade us with their wings. 

3 With them we march securely on 
Throughout Immanuel's ground ; 

And not an uncommissioned stone 
Our guarded feet shall wound : 

£ No enemy our souls insnare, 

No casual evil grieve, 
Nor can we lose a single hair 

Without our Father's leave. 

6b0 c - m - c - Lesley. 


ANGELS, where'er we go, attend 
Our steps, whate'er betide, 
With watchful care their charge defend, 
And evil turn aside. 

2 A sudden thought t' escape the blow, 
A ready help we find, 

And to their secret presence owe 
The presence of our mind. 

3 Their instrumental aid, unknown, 
They day and night supply ; 

And, free from fear, we lay us down, 
Though Satan's host be nigh. 


4 Our lives tlie holy angels keep 

From every hostile power ; 
And, unconcerned, we sweetly sleep, 

As Adam in his bower. 

661 C. M. C. Wesley. 

TEHOVAH'S charioteers surround: 
^j The ministerial choir 
Encamp where'er his heirs are found, 
And form our wall of fire. 

2 Ten thousand offices, unseen, 
For us they gladly do, — 

Deliver in the furnace keen, 
And safe escort us through. 

3 But thronging round, with busiest love, 
They guard the dying breast. 

The lurking fiend far off remove, 
And sing our souls to rest. 

4 And when our spirits we resign, 
On outstretched wings they bear, 

And lodge us in the arms Divine, 
And leave us ever there. 

662 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Weswsy. 
The shield of faith. 

SURROUNDED by a host of foes, 
Stormed by a host of foes within ; 
Nor swift to flee, nor strong t' oppose, 

Single against hell, earth, and sin, — 
Single yet undismayed I am : 

1 dare believe in Jesus' name. 

2 "What though a thousand hosts engage, 
A thousand worlds my soul to shake ? 

I have a shield shall quell their rage, 
And drive the alien armies back; 


Portrayed it bears a bleeding Lamb: 
I dare believe in Jesus' name. 

"J Salvation in his name there is ; 

Salvation from sin, death, and hell ; 
Salvation into glorious bliss ; 

How great salvation, who can tell? 
But all he hath, for mine I claim : 

1 dare believe in Jesus' name. 

(363 8 > 8 >6 C. Wesley. 

Full assurance of hope. 

(^OME on, my partners in distress, 
J My comrades through the wilderness, 
Who still your bodies feel : 
Awhile forget your griefs and fears, 
And look beyond this vale of tears 
To that celestial hill. 

2 Beyond the bounds of time and space 
Look forward to that heavenly place, 

The saints' secure abode : 
On faith's strong eagle-pinions rise, 
And force your passage to the skies, 

And scale the mount of God. 

8 Who suffer with our Master here, 
We shall before his face appear, 

And by his Bide sit down : 
To patient faith the prize is sure ; 
And all that to the end endure 

The cross, shall wear the crown. 

4 Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope I 
It lifts the faiuting spirits up, 

It brings to life the dead : 
Our conflicts here shall soon be past, 
And you and I ascend at last, 

Triumphant with our Head. 


5 That great, mysterious Deity 
We soon with open face shall see : 

The beatific sight 
Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise, 
And wide diffuse the golden blaze 

Of everlasting light. 

6 The Father, shining on his throne, 
The glorious coeternal Son, 

The Spirit, one and seven, 
Conspire our rapture to complete ; 
And lo ! we fall before his feet, 

And silence heightens heaven. 

7 In hope of that ecstatic pause, 
Jesus, we now sustain the cross, 

And at thy footstool fall ; 
Till thou our hidden life reveal, 
Till thou our ravished spirits fill, 

And God be all in alL 

864 S. M. C. Weslbi 

The triumph. 
(( T THE good fight have fought," 

X when shall I declare ! 
The vict'ry by my Saviour got 

I long with Paul to share. 

2 may I triumph so, 
When all my warfare's past ; 

And, dying, find my latest foe 
Under my feet at last ! 

3 This blessed word be mine, 
Just as the port is gained, 

"Kept by the power of grace Divine., 
I have the faith maintained." 

4 Th' apostles of my Lord, 

To whom it first was given, — 
They could not speak a greater word. 
Nor all the saints in heaven. 


665 7,7,8,7. C. Wesley 

The triumph. 

HEAD of the Church triumphant, 
We joyfully adore thee; 
Till thou appear, Thy members here 
Shall sing like those in glory : 
We lift our hearts and voices, 
With blest anticipation, 
And cry aloud, And give to God 
The praise of our salvation. 

2 While in affliction's furnace, 
And passing through the fire, 

Thy love we praise, Which knows no days, 

And ever brings us nigher : 

We clap our hands exulting 

In thine almighty favor : 
The love Divine, Which made us thine, 

Can keep us thine for ever. 

3 Thou dost conduct thy people 
Through torrents of temptation ; 

Nor will we fear, While thou art near, 

The fire of tribulation : 

The world, with sin and Satan, 

In vain our march opposes ; 
By thee we shall Break through them all, 

And sing the song of Moses. 

4 By faith we see the glory 

To which thou sbalt restore us, 
The cross despise For that high prize 

Which thou hast set before us ; 

And if thou count us worthy, 

We each, as dying Stephen, 
Shall see thee stand At God's right hand, 

To take us up to heaven. 


QQQ C. M. Gibbons. 

Heb. xiii. 20, 21 

NOW may the God of peace and love, 
Who from th' impris'ning grave 
Restored the Shepherd of the sheep, 
Omnipotent to save ; — 

2 T-hrough the rich merits of that blood 
Which he on Calv'ry spilt, 

To make th' eternal cov'nant sure, 
On -which our hopes are built ; — 

3 Perfect our souls in every grace, 
T' accomplish all his will ; 

And all that's pleasing in his sight 
Inspire us to fulfil ! 

4 For the great Mediator's sake 
We every blessing pray ; 

With glory let his name be crowned, 
Through heaven's eternal day. 



39*atfi an& tit jfutvLTt %tztt. 

667 C. M Witts 

Psalm xxxix. 

rnEACH me the measure of my days, 
J_ Thou Maker of my frame : 

1 would survey life's narrow space, 
And learn how frail I am. 

2 A span is all that we can boast, 
An inch or two of time ; 

Man is but vanity and dust, 
In all his flower and prime. 

3 What should I wish, or wait for, then, 
From creatures, earth, and dust? 

They make our expectations vain, 
And disappoint our trust. 

4 Now I forbid my carnal hope, 
My fond desires recall ; 

I give my mortal interest up, 
And make my God my all. 

668 C. M. Watts 

Psalm xc. 
GOD, our help in ages past, 
Our hope for years to come, 
Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
And our eternal home : 

2 Under the shadow of thy throne, 
Still may we dwell secure ; 

Sufficient is thine arm alone, 
And our defence is sure. 

3 Before the hills in order stood, 
Or earth received her frame, 


From everlasting thou art God, 
To endless years the same. 

4 A thousand ages, in thy sight, 
Are like an evening gone ; 

Short as the watch that ends the nigh 4 
Before the rising sun. 

5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood, 
With all their cares and fears, 

Are carried downward by the flood, 
And lost in foU'wing years. 

6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 
Bears all its sons away ; 

They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
Dies at the op'ning day. 

7 God, our help in ages past, 
Our hope for years to come, 

Be thou our guard while life shall last, 
And our perpetual home ! 

869 CM. Watts 

Brevity of life. 

THEE we adore, eternal Name ! 
And humbly own to thee 
How feeble is our mortal frame, 
What dying worms we be ! 

2 The year rolls round, and steals away 
The breath that first it gave : 

Whate'er we do, where'er we be, 
We're trawling to the grave. 

3 Dangers stand thick through all the ground 
To push us to the tomb ; 

And fierce diseases wait around 
To hurry mortals home. 

4 Great God! on what a slender thread 
Hang everlasting things ! 



Th' eternal states of all the dead 

Upon life's feeble strings. 

6 Infinite joy, or endless woe, 

Attends on every breath ; 
And yet how unconcerned we go 

Upon the brink of death ! 

6 Waken, Lord, our drowsy sense, 
To walk this dangerous road ; 

And if our souls be hurried hence, 
May they be found with God ! 

370 0. M. Hebee, 

Dwelling among the tombs. 

BENEATH our feet and o'er our head 
Is equal warning given : 
Beneath us lie the countless dead, 
Above us is the heaven ! 

2 Their names are graven on the stone, 
Their bones are in the clay ; 

And ere another day is gone 
Ourselves may be as they. 

3 Death rides on every passing breeze, 
And lurks in every flower ; 

Each season has its own disease, 
Its peril every hour ! 

4 Our eyes have seen the rosy light 
Of youth's soft cheek decay, 

And fate descend in sudden night 
On manhood's middle day. 

5 Our eyes have seen the steps of age 
Halt feebly to the tomb ; 

And yet shall earth our hearts engage, 
And dreams of days to come ? 

6 Turn, mortal, turn! thy danger know: 
Where'er thy foot can tread, 


The earth rings hollow from below, 

And warns thee of her dead ! 
7 Turn, Christian, turn ! thy soul apply 

To truths divinely given : 
The forms which underneath thee lie 

Shall live for hell or heaven ! 

G71 C. M. Watts 

A voice from the tombs. 

HARK! from the tombs a doleful sound I 
My ears, attend the cry : 
" Ye living men, come view the ground 
Where you must shortly lie. 

2 " Princes, this clay must be your bed, 
In spite of all your towers ; 

The tall, the wise, the reverend head, 
Must lie as low as ours." 

3 Great God! is this our certain doom? 
And are we still secure ? 

Still walking downward to the tomb, 
And yet prepared no more ! 

4 Grant us the power of quickening grace. 
To fit our souls to fly : 

Then, when we drop this dying flesh, 
We'll rise above the sky. 

672 8,8,6. C. Wesley. 

The end of life. 
pHOU God of glorious majesty, 

To thee, against myself, to thee, 
A worm of earth, I cry ! 
A half-awakened child of man, 
An heir of endless bliss or pain, 

A sinner born to die ! 
2 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 
'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, 
Secure, insensible : 



A point of time, a moment's space, . 
Removes me to that heavenly place. 
Or shuts me up in hell. 

3 God, mine inmost soul convert, 
And deeply on my thoughtful heart 

Eternal things impress : 
Give me to feel their solemn "weight, 
And tremble on the brink of fate, 

And wake to righteousness ! 

4 Before me place in dread array 
The pomp of that tremendous day, 

When thou with clouds shalt come 
To judge the nations at thy bar ; 
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, 

To meet a joyful doom? 

5 Be this my one great business here, 
With serious industry and fear 

Eternal bliss t' insure ; 
Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, 
And suffer all thy righteous will, 

And to the end endure. 

6 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, 
Transported from this vale, to live 

And reign with thee above — 
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
And hope in full supreme delight, 

And everlasting love. 

6^3 8,8,6. C. Wesley. 

The end of life. 
ND am I only born to die ? 
And must I suddenly comply 
With nature's stern decree ? 
What after death for me remains ? 
Celestial joys, or hellish pains, 
To all eternity ! 

A 1 


2 How then ought I on earth to live, 
While God prolongs the kind reprieve, 

And props the house of clay ? 
My sole concern, my single care, 
To watch, and tremble, and prepare 

Against the fatal day ! 

3 No room for mirth or trifling here, 
For worldly hope, or worldly fear, 

If life so soon is gone ; 
If now the Judge is at the door, 
And all mankind must stand before 

Th' inexorable throne ! 

4 No matter which my thoughts employ, 
A moment's misery or joy ; 

But ! when both shall end, 
Where shall I find my destined place ? 
Shall I my everlasting days 

With fiends or angels spend? 

5 Nothing is worth a thought beneath, 
But how I may escape the death 

Thai never, never dies ! 
How make mine own election sure, 
And when I fail on earth, secure 

A mansion in the skies. 

6 Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray, 
Be thou my guide, be thou my way, 

To glorious happiness ! 
A.h ! write the pardon on my heart ! 
A.nd whensoe'er I hence depart, 

Let me depart in peace ! 

t}74, S. M. C. Wesley. 

The end of life. 
ND am I born to die ? 
To lay this body down ? 
And must my trembling spirit fiy 
Into a world unknown ? — ■ 

A 1 


A land of deepest shade, 

Unpierced by human thought ; 

The dreary regions of the dead, 
Where all things are forgot ! 

2 Soon as from earth I go, 
What will become of me ? 

Eternal happiness or woe 
Must then my portion be ! 

Waked by the trumpet's sound, 
I from my grave shall rise ; 

And see the Judge with glory crowned, 
And see the flaming skies ! 

3 How shall I leave my tomb — 
With triumph or regret ? 

A fearful or a joyful doom, 
A curse or blessing meet ? 

Will angel bands convey 
Their brother to the bar ? 

Or devils drag my soul away 
To meet its sentence there? 

4 Who can resolve the doubt 
That tears my anxious breast ? 

Shall I be with the damned cast out, 
Or numbered with the blest ? 

I must from God be driven, 
Or with my Saviour dwell ; 

Must come at his command to heaven, 
Or else — depart to hell 

675 S. M. C. Wesley, 


THOU that wouldst not have 

One wretched sinner die : 

Who diedst thyself, my soul to save 

From endless misery ! 
Show me the way to shun 
Thy dreadful wrath severe ; 


That when thou comest on thy throne, 

I may with joy appear ! 
2 Thou art thyself the way, 

Thyself in me reveal : 
So shall I spend my life's short day 

Obedient to thy will : 
So shall I love my God, 

Because he first loved me ; 
And praise thee in thy bright abode 

To all eternity. 

&¥& S. M. Montgomery. 

The issues of life and death. 

OWHEBE shall rest be found, 
Rest for the weary soul ? 
'Twere vain the ocean-depths to sound, 

Or pierce to either pole : 
The world can never give 

The bliss for which we sigh : 
'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
Nor all of death to die. 

2 Beyond this vale of tears 
There is a life above, 

Unmeasured by the flight of years ; 

And all that life is love : — 
There is a death whose pang 

Outlasts the fleeting breath ; 
' what eternal horrors hang 

Around " the second death !" 

3 Lord God of truth and grace, 
Teach us that death to shun, 

Lest we be banished from thy facej 

And evermore undone. 
Here would we end our quest : 

Alone are found in thee 
The life of perfect love, the resx 

Of immortality. 


677 I" M. C. WE8LHY 

The solemn question. 

PASS a few swiftly-fleeting years, 
And all that now in bodies live 
Shall quit, like me, the vale of tears, 
Their righteous sentence to receive. 

2 But all, before they hence remove, 
May mansions for themselves prepare 

In that eternal house above ; 

And, my God, shall I be there ? 

678 L- M! C. Weslsy. 

Death welcome to the Christian. 

SHRINKING from the cold hand of death, 
I soon shall gather up my feet ; 
Shall soon resign this fleeting breath, 
And die, — my father's God to meet. 

2 Numbered among thy people, I 
Expect with joy thy face to see : 

Because thou didst for sinners die, 
Jesus, in death remember me ! 

3 that without a ling'ring groan 
I may the welcome word receive ! 

My body with my charge lay down, 
And cease at once to work and live ! 

4 Walk with me through the dreadful shade, 
And, certified that thou art mine, 

My spirit, calm and undismayed, 
I shall into thy hands resign. 

5 No anxious doubt, no guilty gloom, 
Shall damp whom Jesus' presence cheers ; 

My light, my life, my God is come, 
And glory in his face appears ! 


679 L. M. Watts. 
The peaceful death. 

TT^HY should we start and fear to die 2 
\ V "What tim'rous -worms we mortals are \ 
Death is the gate to endless joy, 
And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, 
Fright our approaching souls away ; 

And we shrink back again to life, 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 

3 0, if my Lord would come and meet, 

My soul would stretch her wings in haste, 
Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
Nor feel the terrors as she passed ! 

4 Jesus can make a dying-bed 
Feel soft as downy pillows are, 

While on his breast I lean my head, 
And breathe my life out sweetly there. 

680 C- M. Watts. 

The happy death, 
TESTIS, the vision of thy face 
*J Hath overpowering charms ! 
Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace, 

If Christ be in my arms. 
2 Then, while ye hear my heart-strings break 

How sweet my minutes roll ! 
A mortal paleness on my cheek, 
And glory in my soul. 

681 L - M. Bakbauld. 
Death of the righteous. 

HOW blest the righteous when he dies ! 
When sinks a weary soul to rest, 
How mildly beam the closing eyes ! 

How gently heaves th' expiring breast i 


2 So fades a summer cloud away ; 

So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; 
So gently shuts the eye of day ; 
So dies a wave along the shore. 

3 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, 
Light from its load the spirit flies ; 

While heaven and earth combine to say, 
"How blest the righteous when he dies ;" 

682 L - M. FAWCJfiTT. 

Death of the sinner. 
"TT^HAT scenes of horror and of dread 

VV Await the sinner's dying-bed ! 
Death's terrors all appear in sight, 
Presages of eternal night. 

2 His sins, in dreadful order, rise, 
And fill his soul with sad surprise ; 
Mount Sinai's thunders stun his ears, 
And not one ray of hope appears. 

3 Tormenting pangs distract his breast; 
Where'er he turns he finds no rest : 

Death strikes the blow — he groans and cries— 
And, in despair and horror, dies. 

683 c - M - Watts. 

The sinner's end. 

MY thoughts on awful subjects roll, — 
Damnation and the dead ; 
What horrors seize the guilty soul 
Upon a dying-bed ! 

2 Ling'ring about these mortal shores, 
She makes a long delay ; 

Till, like a flood with rapid force, 
Death sweeps the wretch away. 

3 Then, swift and dreadful, she descends 
Down to the fiery coast, 


Among abominable fiends, 
Herself a frighted ghost. 

4 There endless crowds of sinners lie, 
And darkness makes their chains ; 

Tortured with keen despair, they cry ; 
I Yet -wait for fiercer pains. 

5 Not all their anguish and their blood 
For their old guilt atones ; 

Nor the compassion of a God 
Shall hearken to their groans. 

684 L - M - G. Weslfy. 

Disembodied saints. 

THE saints who die of Christ possessed 
Enter into immediate rest ; 
For them no further test remains 
Of purging fires and torturing pains. 

2 Who trusting in their Lord depart, 
Cleansed from all sin and pure in heart, 
The bliss unmixed, the glorious prize, 
They find with Christ in paradise. 

3 Close followed by their works they go, 
Their Master's purchased joy to know; 
Their works enhance the bliss prepared. 
And each hath its distinct reward. 

4 Yet glorified by grace alone, 

They cast their crowns before the throne ; 
And fill the echoing courts above 
With praises of redeeming love. 

685 S. M. C. Wesley. 
2 Cor. v. 1-9. 

TTTE know, by faith we know, 
W If this vile house of clay.. 
This tabernacle, sink below, 
In ruinous decay, 


We ha^e a house above, 

Not made with mortal hands ; 

And firm as our Redeemer's love 
That heavenly fabric stands. 

2 It stands securely high, 
Indissolubly sure ; 

Our glorious mansion in the sky 

Shall evermore endure : 
0, were we entered there ! 

To perfect heaven restored ! 
0, were we all caught up to share 

The triumph of our Lord ! 

3 For this in faith we call : 
For this we weep and pray : 

0, might the tabernacle fall ! 

0, might we 'scape away ! 
Full of immortal hope, 

We urge the restless strife, 
And hasten to be swallowed up 

Of everlasting life. 

086 S. If. 0. Weslet 


ABSENT, alas ! from God, 
We in the body mourn. 
And pine to quit this mean abode, 

And languish to return. 
Jesus, regard our vows, 

And change our faith to sight ; 
And clothe us with our nobler house 
Of everlasting light ! 

2 let us put on thee 

In perfect holiness ! 
And rise prepared thy face to se^ ; 

Thy bright, unclouded face • 


Thy grace with glory crown, 
Who hast the earnest given ; 

And then triumphantly come down, 
And take us up to heaven ! 

087 L - M - DOBDEIBGE. 

Desiring to depart. 
TTTHILE on the verge of life I stand, 

VV And view the scene on either hand, 
My spirit struggles with my clay, 
And longs to wing its flight away. 

2 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be ; 
It faints my much-loved Lord to see : 
Earth, twine no more about my heart, 
For 'tis far better to depart. 

3 Come, ye angelic envoys, come, 
And lead the willing pilgrim home : 
Ye know the way to Jesus' throne, 
Source of my joys and of your own. — 

4 Lord, with these prospects full in sight. 
I'll wait thy signal for my flight ; 

For, while thy service I pursue, 

1 find my heaven begun below. 

688 C. M. "Watts. 

The saints above. 
r\ IVE me the wings of faith, to rise 
VX Within the veil, and see 
The saints above, how great their joys, 
How bright their glories be. 

2 I ask them whence their vict'ry came : 
They, with united breath, 

Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb. 
Their triumph to his death. 

3 They marked the footsteps that he trod, 
His zeal inspired tneir breast. — 


And, foil 'wing their incarnate God, 

Possess the promised rest. 
4 Our glorious Leader claims our praise 

For his own pattern given ; 
While the long cloud of witnesses 

Show the same path to heaven. 

689 C. M. C. WfiSLEY 

The day of judgment. 

AND must I he to judgment brought. 
And answer in that day 
For every vain and idle thought 
And every word I say ? 

2 Yes, every secret of my heart 
Shall shortly be made known, 

And I receive my just desert 
For all that I have clone. 

3 How careful, then, ought I to live ! 
With what religious fear ! 

Who such a strict account must give 
For my behavior here ! 

4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, 
The watchful power bestow ; 

So shall I to my ways take heed, 
To all I speak or do. 

5 If now thou standest at the door, 
0, let me feel thee near ! 

And make my peace with God, before 
I at thy bar appear. 

590 L- M. C. Weslh* 

The last day. 

THE great archangel's trump shall sound, 
(While twice ten thousand thunders roar,) 
Tear up the graves, and cleave the ground, 
And make the greedy sea restore. — 


2 The greedy sea shall yield her dead, 
The earth no more her slain conceal ; 

Sinners shall lift their guilty head, 
And shrink to see a yawning hell. 

3 But we, who now our Lord confess, 
And faithful to the end endure, 

Shall stand in Jesus' righteousness, — 
Stand, as the Bock of ages, sure. 

4 We, while the stars from heaven shall fall, 
And mountains are on mountains hurled, 

Shall stand unmoved amidst them all, 
And smile to see a burning world. 

5 The earth, and all the works therein, 
Dissolve, by raging flames destroyed ; 

While we survey the awful scene, 
And mount above the fiery void 

6 By faith we now transcend the skies, 
And on that ruined world look down : 

By love above all height we rise, 
And share the everlasting throne. 

691 L. M. Watts. 

"Come, Lord Jesus.'' 
TESTIS, thy saints unite their cries, 
J And pray, and wait the general doom ; 
Come thou, the soul of all our joys ; 
Thou, the Desire of nations, come. 

2 Now let our cheerful eyes survey 
The blazing earth and melting hills ; 

And smile to see the lightnings play, 
And flash along before thy wheels. 

3 Hark ! what a shout of gushing joys 
Joins with the mighty trumpet's sound! 

The angel herald shakes the skies, 
Awakes the graves, and tears the ground. 


4 Ye slumb'ring saints, a heavenly host 
Stands waiting at your gaping tombs ; 

Now shall your sacred, sleeping dust, 
Leap into life ; for Jesus conies. 

5 Jesus, the God of might and love, 
New-moulds our limbs of cumb'rous clay ; 

Quick as seraphic flames we move, 
To reign with him in endless day. 

692 8,7,8,7,4,7. C. Wesley 

The advent of the Judge. 

LIFT your heads, ye friends of Jesus, 
Partners in his patience here ; 
Christ, to all believers precious, 
Lord of lords, shall soon appear : 

Mark the tokens 
Of his heavenly kingdom near. 

2 Close behind the tribulation 
Of the last tremendous days, 

See the flaming revelation ! 
See the universal blaze ! 

Earth and heaven 
Melt before the Judge's face ! 

3 Sun and moon are both confounded. 
Darkened into endless night, 

When with angel hosts surrounded, 
In his Father's glory bright, 

Beams the Saviour, 
Shines the everlasting Light. 

4 See the stars from heaven falling ; 
Hark, on earth the doleful cry, 

lA »n on rocks and mountains calling, 
JVhile the frowning Judge draws nigh, 

" Hide us, hide us, 
f i^cks and mountains, from his eye !" 


6 With what different exclamation 

Shall the saints his banner see ! 
By the tokens of his passion, 

By the marks received for me ! 
All discern him, 
All with shouts cry out, <"Tis He!" 
6 Yes, the prize shall soon be given ; 

We his open face shall see : 
Love, the earnest of our heaven, — 

Love our full reward shall be : 
Love shall crown us 
Kings through all eternity. 

693 L. M. W. Scott. 

Dies irce. 

THE day of wrath, that dreadful day, 
When heaven and earth shall pass away ! 
What power shall be the sinner's stay? 
How shall he meet that dreadful day — 

2 When, shriv'ling like a parched scroll, 
The flaming heavens together roll ; 
&nd, louder yet, and yet more dread, 
Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ? 

3 on that day, that wrathful day, 
When man to judgment wakes from clay. 
Be thou, Christ, the sinner's stay, 
Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! 

894 C. M. C Wesley. 

"Prepare to meet thy God," 

WOE to the men on earth who dwell, 
Nor dread th' Almighty's frown ; 
When God doth all his wrath reveal, 
And shower his judgments down ! 
2 Sinners, expect those heaviest showers : 
To meet your God prepare i 


For lo ! the seventh angel pours 
His phial on the air. 

3 Lo ! from their seats the mountains leap: 
The mountains are not found: 

Transported far into the deep, 
And in the ocean drowned. 

4 Who then shall live and face the throni, 
And face the Judge severe ? 

When heaven and earth are fled and goi©j 
0, where shall I appear ? 

5 Now, only now, against that hour, 
We may a place provide ; 

Beyond the grave, beyond the power 
Of hell, our spirits hide : 

6 Firm in the all-destroying shock, 
May view the final scene ; 

For lo ! the everlasting Rock 
Is cleft to take us in. 

695 C. M. C. Wesxet. 


BY faith we find the place above, 
The Rock that rent in twain, 
Beneath the shade of dying love, 
And in the cleft remain. 

2 Jesus, to thy dear wounds we flee ; 
We sink inn thy side ; 

Assured that all who trust in thee 
Shall evermore abide. 

3 Then let the thund'ring trumpet sound : 
The latest lightnings glare ; 

The mountains melt ; the solid ground 
Dissolve as liquid air ; 

4 The huge celestial bodies roll 
Amidst the general fire ; 


And shrivel as a parchment scroll, 
And all in smoke expire ! — 

5 Yet still the Lord, the Saviour reigns, 
When nature is destroyed, 

And no created thing remains 
Throughout the flaming void. 

6 Sublime upon his azure throne, 
He speaks th ! almighty word : 

His fiat is obeyed ! 'tis done ; 
And paradise restored. 

7 So be it ! let this system end ! 
This ru'nous earth and skies ! 

The New Jerusalem descend ! 
The new creation rise ! 

8 Thy power omnipotent assume ! 
Thy brightest majesty ! 

And when thou dost in glory come, 
My Lord, remember me ! 

696 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley. 

The final conflagration. 

^ TAXD th' omnipotent decree ! 
Jehovah's will be done! 
Nature's end we wait to see, 
And hear her final groan -. 
Let this earth dissolve, and blend 

In death the wicked and the just j 
Let those pond'rous orbs descend, 
And grind us into dust. 

2 Bests secure the righteous man I 

At his Bedeemer's beck, 
Sure t' emerge, and rise again, 

And mount above the wreck: - 
Lo ! the heavenly spirit towers, 

Like flame, o'er nature's funeral pyre, 

S ! 


Triumphs in immortal powers, 

And claps his -wings of fire ! 
8 Nothing hath the just to lose, 

By worlds on worlds destroyed ', 
Far beneath his feet he views, 

With smiles, the flaming void ; 
Sees this universe renewed, 

The grand millennial reign begun ; , 
Shouts, With all the sons of God, 

Around th' eternal throne ! 
4 Resting in this glorious hope, 

To be at last restored, 
Yield we now our bodies up 

To earthquake, plague, or sword : 
List'ning for the call Divine, 

The latest trumpet of the seven, 
Soon our soul and dust shall join, 

And both fly up to heaven. 

697 L M. Watts. 

Heaven. Psalm xvii. 15. 

WHAT sinners value, I resign ; 
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine : 

1 shall behold thy blissful face, 

And stand complete in righteousness. 

2 This life's a dream,~an empty show; 
But the bright world to which I go 
Hath joys substantial and sincere : 
When shall I wake and find me there ? 

3 0, glorious hour ! 0, blest abode ! 
I shall be near, and like, my God ; 
And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 

4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, 
And in my Saviour's image rise. 


693 8s. C. Wesley 

Isaiah xxxiii. 17. 

I LONG- to behold him arrayed 
With glory and light from above ; 
The King in his beauty displayed, 
His beauty of holiest love : 

1 languish and sigh to be there, 

Where Jesus hath fixed his abode . 
0, "when shall we meet in the air, 
And fly to the mountain of God ! 

2 With him I on Sion shall stand, 
For Jesus hath spoken the word, 

The breadth of Immanuel's land, 
Survey by the light of my Lord ; 

But when, on thy bosom reclined, 
Thy face I am strengthened to see, 

My fulness of rapture I find, 
My heaven of heavens, in thee. 

699 C. M. Watts. 
1 Cor. vi. 9, 10. 

PURE are the joys above the sky, 
And all the region peace ; 
No wanton lip, nor envious eye, 
Can see or taste the bliss. 

2 Those holy gates for ever bar 

Pollution, sin, and shame; 
None shall obtain admittance there, 

But foll'wers of the Lamb. 

700 C. M. WATT3 

1 Peter i. 8-5. 

BLEST be the everlasting God, 
The Father of our Lord ; 
Be his abounding mercy praised, 
His majesty adored. 


2 When from the dead he raised his Son. 
And called him to the sky, 

He gave our souls a lively hope 
That they should never die. 

3 There's an inheritance divine, 
Reserved against that day ; 

'Tis uncorrupted, undefiled, 
And cannot waste away. 

4 Saints by the power of God are kept, 
Till the salvation come : 

We walk by faith, as strangers here, 
Till Christ shall call us home. 

701 7s. C. Weslet 

Rev. vii. 9-12. 

LIFT your eyes of faith, and see 
Saints and angels joined in one : 
What a countless company 

Stand before yon dazzling throne ! 
Each before his Saviour stands ; 
All in whitest robes arrayed, 
Palms they carry in their hands, 
Crowns of glory on their head. 

2 Saints begin the endless song, 
Cry aloud in heavenly lays, 

Glory doth to God belong. — 

God the glorious Saviour praise : 

All salvation from him came — 

Him who reigns enthroned on high ■ 

Glory to the bleeding Lamb, 
Let the morning stars reply. 

3 Angel-powers the throne surround, 
Next the saints in glory they ; 

Lulled with the transporting sound, 
They their silent homage pay ; 

Prostrate on their face, before 
God and his Messiah fall ; 


Then in hymns of praise adore, 

Shout the Lamb that died for all! 
4 Be it so. they all reply : 

Him let all our orders praise, — 
Him that did for sinners die, 

Saviour of the favored race ! 
Render we our God his right, 

Glory, wisdom, thanks, and power, 
Honor, majesty, and might: 

Praise him, praise him evermore ! 

7« \-2 7s. C. Wesley 

Rev. vii. 13-17. 

XTTHAT are these arrayed in white, 

V V Brighter than the noonday sun ; 
Foremost of the sons of light, 

Xearest the eternal throne ? 
These are they that bore the cross, 

Nobly for their Master stood ; 
Suff : rers in his idghteous cause, 

Foll'vers of the dying God. 

2 Out of great distress they came, 
Washed their robes by faith below 

In the blood of yonder Lamb, 

Blood that washes white as snow; 

Therefore are they next the throne, 
Serve their Maker day and night: 

God resides among his own, 
God doth in his saints delight. 

3 More than conquerors at last, 
Here they find their trials o'er ; 

They have all their suff'rings passed. 
Hunger now and thirst no more : 

No excessive heat they feel 
From the sun's directer ray; 

In a milder clime they dwell, 
Region of eternal day. 


4 He that on the throne doth reign, 

Them the Lamb shall always feed, 
With the tree of life sustain, 

To the living fountains lead : 
He shall all their sorrows chase, 

All their wants at once remove, 
Wipe the tears from every face, 

Fill up every soul with love. 

703 8s - C. Wesley. 

Rev. xxi. 

AWAY with our sorrow and fear ! 
We soon shall recover our home ; 
The city of saints shall appear ; 

The day of eternity come. 
From earth we shall quickly remove, 

And mount to our native abode ; 
The house of our Father above, 
The palace of angels and God. 

2 Our mourning is all at an end, 
When, raised by the life-giving word, 

We see the new city descend, 

Adorned as a bride for her Lord : 

The city so holy and clean, 

No sorrow can breathe in the air : 

No gloom of affliction or sin, 
No shadow of evil is there ! 

3 By faith we already behold 
That lovely Jerusalem here ; 

Her walls are of jasper and gold, 
As crystal her buildings are clear: 

Immovably founded in grace. 

She stands as she ever hath stood, 

And brightly her builder displays, 
And flames with the glory of God. 

4 No need of the sun in that day 
Which never is followed by night, 


Where Jesus' s beauties display 

A pure and a permanent light : 
The Lamb is their light and their sun, 

And lo ! by reflection they shine : 
With Jesus ineffably one, 

And bright in effulgence Divine ! 
5 The saints in his presence receive 

Their great and eternal reward ; 
In Jesus, in heaven they lire ; 

They reign in the smile of their Lord : 
The flame of angelical love 

Is kindled at Jesus's face ; 
And all the enjoyment above 

Consists in the rapturous gaze ! 

704 8s. C. Wesley. 
Rev. xxii. 17. 

THE Church in her militant state 
Is weary, and cannot forbear ! 
The saints in an agony wait, 

To see Him again in the air ! 
The Spirit invites in the bride 

Her heavenly Lord to descend, 
And place her enthroned at his side, 

In glory that never shall end. 
2 The news of his coming I hear, 

And join in the catholic cry: 
Jesus, in triumph appear ; 

Appear in the clouds of the sky ! 
Whom only I languish to love, 

In fulness of majesty come; 
And give me a mansion above; 

And take to my heavenly home I 

705 c. m. 

The heavenly Jerusalem. 

JERUSALEM, my happy home! 
Name ever dear to me I 


When shall my labors have an end, 
In joy, and peace, and thee? 

2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built walls 
And pearly gates behold ? 

Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, 
And streets of shining gold ? 

3 when, thou city of my God, 
Shall I thy courts ascend, 

Where congregations ne'er break up, 
And Sabbaths have no end ? 

4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 
Nor sin nor sorrow know : 

Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes 
I onward press to you. 

5 Why should I shrink at pain and woe ? 
Or feel at death dismay ? 

I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
And realms of endless day. 

6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there, 
Around my Saviour stand ; 

And soon my friends in Christ below 
Will join the glorious band. 

7 Jerusalem ! my happy home ! 
My soul still pants for thee ; 

Then shall my labors have an end, 
When I thy joys shall see. 

706 C. M. Watts- 

THe heavenly Canaan. 
npHERE is a land of pure delight, 
\_ Where saints immortal reign ; 
Infinite day excludes the night, 

And pleasures banish pain. 
2 There everlasting spring abides, 

And never- with'ring flowers : 

Death, like a narrow sea, divides 

This heavenly land from ours. 


3 Street fields beyond the swelling flood 
Stand dressed in living green ; 

So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
While Jordan rolled between. 

4 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
And view the landscape o'er, 

Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, 
Should fright us from the shore. 

707 c - M - s - Stennbtt 

The heavenly Canaan. 

ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
And cast a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 

2 0, the transporting, rapt'rous scene 
That rises to my sight ! 

Sweet fields arrayed in living green, 
And rivers of delight ! 

3 There gen'rous fruits that never fail 
On trees immortal grow : 

There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vales^ 
With milk and honey flow. 

4 All o'er those wide-extended plains 
Shines one eternal day ; 

There God, the Sun, for ever reigns, 
And scatters night away. 

5 No chilling winds nor pois'nous breath 
Can reach that healthful shore ; 

Sickness and sorrow, pain and death. 
Are felt and feared no more. 

6 When shall I reach that happy place, 
And be for ever blest ? 

When shall I see my Father's face, 
And in his bosom rest ? 


7 Filled with delight, my raptured soul 

Would here no longer stay ! 
Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 

Fearless I'd launch away. 

*708 lls - Muhlenberg. 

"/ would not live alway." 

1 WOULD not live alway : I ask not to stay 
Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the 
way ; 
The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here 
Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its 

2 I would not live alway: no — welcome the 

Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its 

gloom ; 
There sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise, 
To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 

3 Who, who would live alwav, away from his 

Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, 
Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright 

And the noontide of glory eternally reigns : 

4 Where the saints of all ages in harmony 

Their Saviour and brethren, transported to 

greet ; 
While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, 
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul- 

709 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Weslei 

The beatific vision. 

WHERE shall true believers go 
When from the flesh they fly? 


Glorious joys ordained to know. 

They mount above the sky, 
To that bright celestial place ; 

There they shall in raptures live, 
More than tongue can e'er express, 

Or heart can e'er conceive. 

2 When they once are entered there, 
Their mourning days are o'er ; 

Pain, and sin, and want, and care, 

And sighing, are no more ; 
Subject then to no decay, 

Heavenly bodies they put on, 
Swifter than the lightning's ray 

And brighter than the sun. 

3 But their greatest happiness, 
Their highest joy, shall be, 

God their Saviour to possess, 

To know, and love, and see ; 
With that beatific sight 

Glorious ecstasy is given : 
This is their supreme delight, 

And makes a heaven of heaven. 

4 Him beholding face to face, 
To him they glory give, 

Bless his name and sing his praise, 

As long as God shall live. 
While eternal ages roll, 

Thus employed in heaven they are: 
Lord, receive my happy soul 

With all thy servants there ! 

710 I*. M. Doddridge. 

"Ever with the Lord." 

JESUS ! what ecstasy unknown 
Fills the wide circle round thy throne, 
Where every rapturous hour appears 
Nobler than millions of our years I 


2 Millions by millions multiplied, 
Shall ne'er thy saints from thee divide ; 
But the bright legions live and praise 
Through all thy own immortal days. 

3 happy dead, in thee that sleep, 
While o'er their mouldering dust we weep I 
faithful Saviour, who shalt come 

That dust to ransom from the tomb ! 

4 While thy unerring word imparts 
So rich a cordial to our hearts, 

Through tears our triumphs shall be shown, 
Though round their graves, and near our own. 

711 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Visions of heaven. 

ND let this feeble body fail, 
And let it droop or die : 
My soul shall quit the mournful vale, 

And soar to worlds on high, — 
Shall join the disembodied saints, 

And find its long-sought rest, 
That only bliss for which it pants, 
In my Redeemer's breast. 

2 In hope of that immortal crown, 
I now the cross sustain ; 

And gladly wander up and down, 

And smile at toil and pain : 
I suffer out my threescore years, 

Till my Deliv'rer come, 
And wipe away his servant's tears, 

And take his exile home. 

3 Surely he will not long delay: 
I hear his Spirit cry, 

"Arise, my love, make haste away ! 
Go, get thee up and die. 

A 1 


Cer death, who now has lost his sting, 

I give thee victory ; 
And with me my reward I bring, 

I bring my heaven for thee." 

4 Lord, I the welcome word receive, 

Thee on the mount adore, 
For thy dear sake content to live 

Some painful moments more : 

1 live in holy grief and joy, 

On Pisgah's top I stand, 
And life's important point employ 
To view the promised land. 

712 & M. C. Wesws 


WHAT hath Jesus bought for me' 
Before my ravished eyes 
Rivers of life divine I see, 
And trees of paradise ! 
They flourish in perpetual bloom, 

Fruit every month they give : 
And to the healing leaves who come, 
Eternally shall live. 

2 I see a world of spirits bright, 
"Who reap the pleasures there ! 

They all are robed in spotless white, 
And conquring palms they bear : 

Adorned by their Redeemer's grace, 
They close pursue the Lamb, 

And every shining front displays 
Th' unutterable name. 

3 They drink the vivifying streapi, 
They pluck th' ambrosial fruit, 

And each records the praise of Him 
Who tuned his golden lute ■ 


At once they strike th' harmonious wire, 
And hymn the great Three-One : 

He hears ; he smiles ; and all the choir 
Fall down before his throne. 

4 0, what are all my suff 'rings here, 
If, Lord, thou count me meet 

With that enraptured host t' appear, 
And worship at thy feet ! 

Give joy or grief, give ease or pain :— 
Take life or friends away, 

1 come to find them all again 

In that eternal day. 

713 C. M. C. Wesley. 

The full assurance of hope. 

HOW happy every child of grace, 
Who knows his sins forgiven! 
This earth, he cries, is not my place, 

I seek my place in heaven ; 
A country far from mortal sight ; — 

Yet, ! by faith I see 
The land of rest, the saints' delight, 
The heaven prepared for me. 

2 A stranger in the world below, 
I calmly sojourn here ; 

Nor can its happiness or woe 

Provoke my hope or fear ; 
Its evils in a moment end, 

Its joys as soon are past ! 
But ! 'the bliss to which I tend 

Eternally shall last. 

8 To that Jerusalem above 

With singing I repair ; 
While in the flesh, my hope and love, 

My heart and soul, are there. 


There my exalted Saviour stands 

My merciful High Priest, 
And still extends his wounded hands, 

To take me to his breast. 

734 C. M. C. Weslet. 


WHAT is there here to court my slay 
To hold me back from home. 
While angels beckon me away, 

And Jesus bids me come ? 
Shall I regret my parted friends 

Still in the vale confined ? 
Nay, but whene'er my soul ascends, 
They will not stay behind. 

2 The race -we all are running now ; 
And if I first attain, 

They, too, their willing head shall bow. 

They, too, the prize shall gain. 
Now on the brink of death we stand ; 

And if I pass before, 
They all shall soon escape to land, 

And hail me on the shore. 

3 Then let me suddenly remove, 
That hidden life to share : 

I shall not lose my friends above, 

But more enjoy them there. 
There we in Jesus' praise shall join. 

His boundless love proclaim ; 
And solemnize, in songs divine, 

The marriage of the Lamb. 

715 C. M. C. Wesley. 


WHAT a blessed hope is ours ! 

While here on earth we stay, 



We more than taste the heavenly powers, 

And antedate that day : 
We feel the resurrection near, 

Our life in Christ concealed, 
An I with his glorious presence here 

Our earthen vessels filled. 
2 0, would he more of heaven bestow, 

And let the vessels break, 
And let our ransomed spirits go, 

To grasp the God we seek ; 
In rapt'rous awe on him to gaze, 

Who bought the sight for me, 
And shout, and wonder at his grace 

To all eternity! 

716 C. M. C. Wesiey. 

The whole family in heaven and earth. 

C10ME, let us join our friends above, 
J That have obtained the prize ; 
And on the eagle wings of love 

To joys celestial rise : 
Let all the saints terrestrial sing, 

With those to glory gone ; « 

For all the servants of our King, 
In earth and heaven, are one. 

2 One family we dwell in him, 
One Church above, beneath, 

Though now divided by the stream, 

The narrow stream of death. 
One arnry of the living God, 

To his command we bow ; 
Part of his host have crossed the flood, 

And part are crossing now. 

3 Ten thousand to their endless home 
This solemn moment fly ; 

And we are to the margin come, 
And we expect to die: 


His militant embodied host, 
With wishful looks we stand, 

And long to see that happy coast, 
And reach the heavenly land. 

4 Our old companions in distress 
We haste again to see, 

And eager long for our release, 

And full felicity: 
E'en now by faith we join our hands 

With those that went before ; 
And greet the blood-besprinkled bands 

On the eternal shore. 

5 Our spirits too shall quickly join, 
Like theirs with glory crowned, 

And shout to see our Captain's sign, 

To hear his trumpet sound. 
that we now might grasp our Guide ! 

that the word were given ! 
Come, Lord of hosts, the waves divide. 

And land us all in heaven ! 

y]_y k. M. Doddridge. 

The contrast. 

IN what confusion earth appears — 
God's dearest children bathed in tears ! 
While they who heaven itself deride 
Riot in luxury and pride. 

2 But patient let my soul attend, 
And, ere I censure, view the end : 
That end how different ! — who can tell 
The wide extremes of heaven and hell ? 

3 See the red flames around him twine 
Who did in gold and purple shine ; 
Nor can his tongue one drop obtain 

T' allay the scorching of his pain. 



4 While round the saint, so poor below, 
Full rivers of salvation flow ; 

On Abrah'm's breast he leans his head, 
And banquets on celestial bread. 

5 Jesus, my Saviour, let me share 
The meanest of thy servants' fare : 
May I at last approach to taste 
The blessings of thy marriage feast. 

718 C. M. Watts. 

SING to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts, 
And thou, earth, adore ; 
Let death and hell through all their coasts 
Stand trembling at his power. 

2 His sounding chariot shakes the sky, 
He makes the clouds his throne, 

There all his stores of lightning lie, 
Till vengeance darts them down. 

3 Think, my soul, the dreadful day 
When this incensed God 

Shall rend the sky, and burn the sea, 
And fling his wrath abroad. 

4 What shall the wretch, the sinner do ? 
He once defied the Lord ; 

But he shall dread the Thund'rer now, 
And sink beneath his word. 

5 Tempests of angry fire shall roll 
To blast the rebel-worm, 

And beat upon his naked soul 
In one eternal storm. 

719 C. M. Watts. 

Eternal death. 
rpHAT awful day will surely come. 
J_ Th' appointed hour makes haste, 


When I must stand before my Judge, 
And pass the solemn test. 

2 Jesus, thou Source of all my joys, 
Thou Ruler of my heart. 

How could I bear to hear thy -voice 
Pronounce the sound, "Depart!" 

3 The thunder of that awful word 
Would so torment my ear, 

'T would tear my soul asunder, Lord, 
With most tormenting fear. 

4 What, to be banished from my Lord, 
And yet forbid to die ! 

To linger in ete»nal pain, 
And death for ever fly ! 

5 wretched state of deep despair, 
To see my God remove, 

And fix my doleful station where 
I must not taste his love ! 

720 c - M - s - Stennett. 

Funeral of a child. 

THY life I read, my gracious Lord, 
With transport all divine : 
Thine image trace in every word, 
Thy love in every line. 

2 Methinks I see a thousand charms 
Spread o'er thy lovely face, 

While infants in thy tender arms 
Receive the smiling grace. 

3 "I take these little lambs," said he, 
"And lay them in my breast : 

Protection they shall find in me, 
In me be ever blest. 

4 "Death may the bands of life unloose 
But can 't dissolve my love : 


Millions of infant souls compose 
The family above. 

5 " Their feeble frames mj power shall raise, 
And mould with heavenly skill; 

I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, 
And hands to do my will." 

6 His words the happy parents hear, 
And shout with joys divine: 

Saviour, all we have and are 
Shall be for ever thine. 

721 C. M. Steele. 

Funeral of a child. 

LIFE is a span, a fleeting hour, — 
How soon the vapor flies ! 
Man is a tender, transient flower, 
That e'en in blooming dies. 

2 Death spreads his with'ring, wintry arms, 
And beauty smiles no more : 

Ah! where are now those rising charms 
Which pleased our eyes before ? 

3 That once loved form, now cold and dead, 
Each mournful thought employs ; 

We weep our earthly comforts' fled, 
And withered all our joys. 

4 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, 
When what we now deplore, 

Shall rise in full, immortal prime, 
A ad bloom to fade no more. 

■yQQ C. M. Doddridge. 

Funeral of a child. 

YE mourning saints, whose streaming tears 
Flow o'er your children dead. 
Bay not, in transports of despair, 
That all your hopes are fled. 


2 Though, your young branches torn away, 
Like withered trunks ye stand, 

With fairer verdure shall ye "bloom, 
Touched by tlr Almighty's hand. 

3 "I'll give the mourner." saith the Lord, 
" In my own house a place : 

No names of daughters and of sons 
Could yield so high a grace. 

4 "Transient and vain is every hope 
A rising race can give : 

In endless honor and delight 

My children all shall live." 
6 We welcome, Lord, those rising tears 

Through which thy face we see, 
And bless those wounds which through oui 

Prepare a way for thee. 

723 C. M. Steele. 

Funeral of a young person. 
TT7~HEN blooming youth is snatched away, 

W By death's resistless hand, 
Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
Which pity must demand. 

2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, 

may this truth, impressed 
With awful power — I too must die — 

Sink deep in every breast ! 
tJ Let this vain world delude no more : 

Behold the gaping tomb ! 
It bids us seize the present hour, 

To-morrow death may come. 
4, The voice of this alarming scene 

Let every heart obey ; 
Nor be the heavenly warning vain. 

Which calls to watch and pray. 


724 L - M. S. Wesley, Jr- 

Funeral of a youth. 1 Peter i. 24, 25. 

TITHE morning flowers display their sweets, 
J_ And gay their silken leaves unfold, 
As careless of the noontide heats, 
As feailess of the evening cold. 

2 Nipped by the wind's unkindly blast, 
Parched by the sun's directer ray, 

The momentary glories waste, 

The short-lived beauties die away. 

3 So blooms the human face divine, 
When youth its pride of beauty -shows : 

Fairer than spring the colors shine, 
And sweeter than the virgin rose. 

4 Or worn by slowly-rolling years, 
Or broke by sickness in a day. 

The fading glory disappears, 

The short-lived beauties die away. 

5 Yet these, new losing from the tomb, 
With lustre brighter far shall shine, 

Revive with ever-during bloom, 
Safe from diseases and decline. 

6 Let sickness blast, let death devour. 
If heaven must recompense our pains : 

Perish the grass, and fade the flower, 
If firm the word of God remains. 

725 6,6,8,6,8,8. Moxtqomeev. 

Funeral of a friend. 

FRIEND after friend departs : 
Who has not lost a friend ? 
There is no union here of hearts 
That finds not here an end. 


Were this frail world our final rest, 
Living or dying none were blest. 

2 Beyond the flight of time, 
Beyond the reign of death, 

There surely is some blessed clime 

Where life is not a breath, — 
Nor life's affections transient fire, 
Whose sparks fly upward and expire. 

3 There is a world above, 
Where parting is unknown ; 

A long eternity of love. 

Formed for the good alone ; 
And faith beholds the dying here 
Translated to that glorious sphere. 

4 Thus star by star declines, 
Till all are passed away, 

As morning high and higher shines 

To pure and perfect day ; 
Nor sink those stars in empty night, 
But hide themselves in. ^eaven's own light 

726 C. M. WATT9 

Funeral of a Christian. Rev. xiv. 13. 

HEAR what the voice from heaven proclaims 
For all the pious dead ! 
Sweet is the savor of their names, 
And soft their sleeping bed. 

2 They die in Jesus, and are blessed ; 

How kind their slumbers are ! 
iTrom suff 'rings and from sins released, 

And freed from every snare. 

I Far from this world of toil and strife, 

They're present with the Lord: 
The labors of their mortal life 

End in a large reward. 


727 7s. C. Wesley. 

Funeral of a Christian. Rev. xiv. 13. 

HARK ! a voice divides the sky, 
Happy are the faithful dead ! 
In the Lord who sweetly die, 

They from all their toils are freed. 

2 Them the Spirit hath declared 
Blest, unutterably blest : 

Jesus is their great reward, 
Jesus is their endless rest. 

3 Followed by their works, they go 
Where their Head has gone before : 

Reconciled by grace below, 

Grace had opened Mercy's door. 

4 Justified through faith alone, 

Here they knew their sins forgiven ; 
Here they laid their burden down, 
Hallowed, and made meet for heaven. 

728 *■• M - Watts. 

Funeral of a Christian. 

UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb, 
Take this new treasure to thy trust ; 
And give these sacred relics room, 
To slumber in the silent dust. 

2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear, 
Invades thy bounds ; no mortal woes 

Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
While angels watch the soft repose. 

3 So Jesus slept : God's dying Son 

Passed through the grave, aud blessed the bed, 
Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne 
The morning break, and pierce the shade. 

4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ! 
Attend, earth, his sovereign word ! 

Restore thy trust : a glorioirs form 
Shall then arise to meet the Lord. 


7Q9 C. M. Watts. 

Funeral of a Christian. 

WHY do we mourn departing friends, 
Or shake at death's alarms? 
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
To call them to his arms. 

2 Are we not tending upward too, 
As fast as time can move ? 

Nor should we wish the hours more slow 
To keep us from our Love. 

3 Why should we tremble to convey 
Their bodies to the tomb ? 

There once the flesh of Jesus lay, 
And left a long perfume. 

4 The graves of all his saints he blessed, 
And softened every bed : 

Where should the dying members rest, 
But with their dying Head ? 

5 Thence he arose, ascending high, 
And showed our feet the way: 

Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
At the great rising day. 

6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 
And bid our kindred rise : 

Awake, ye nations under ground ; 
Ye saints, ascend the skies ! 

730 S. M, Watts. 

Funeral of a Christian. 

AND must this body die, 
This well- wrought frame decay? 
And must these active limbs of mine 

Lie mould'ring in the clay? 
2 Corruption, earth, and worms. 
Shall but refine this flesh. 


Till my triumphant spirit comes 
To put it on afresh. 

3 God, my Redeemer, lives, 
And ever from the skies 

Looks down, and watches all my dus' 
Till he shall bid it rise. 

4 Arrayed in glorious grace 
Shall these vile bodies shine, 

And every shape, and every face, 
Be heavenly and divine. 

5 These lively hopes we owe, 
Lord, to thy dying love : 

may we bless thy grace below, 
And sing thy grace above ! 

731 13,11. Heber. 

Funeral of a Christian. 

THOU art gone to the grave — but we will not 
deplore thee : 
Though sorrows and darkness encompass the 
Thy Saviour has passed through its portal be- 
fore thee, 
And the lamp of his love is thy guide through 
the gloom. 

2 Thou art gone to the grave — we no longer 

behold thee, 

Nor tread the rough paths of the world by 
thy side ; 
But the wide arms of mercy are spread to en- 
fold thee, 

And sinners may hope since the Sinless has 

3 Thou art gone to the grave — and its mansion 

Perchance thy weak spirit in fear lingered 


But the mild rays of paradise beamed on thy 
And the sound which thou heardst was the 
seraphim's song. 
\ Thou art gone to the grave — but we will not 
deplore thee, 
Whose God was thy ransom, thy guardian 
and guide : 
He gave thee; he took thee; and he ?fiL 
restore thee ; 
And death has no sting, for the Saviour has 

732 . 10,10,11,11. C. Wesley. 
Funeral of a Christian. 

TIS finished, 'tis done, The spirit is fled; 
The pris'ner is gone, The Christian is dead ; 
The Christian is living, Through Jesus's love, 
And gladly receiving A kingdom above. 

2 Then let us record The conquering name ; 
Our Captain and Lord With shoutings proclaim : 
Who trust in his passion, And follow our Head, 
To certain salvation We all shall be led. 

3 Jesus ! lead on Thy militant care, 

And give us the crown Of righteousness there. 
Where, dazzled with glory, The seraphim gaze, 
Or prostrate adore thee, In silence of praise. 

4 Come, Lord, and display Thy sign in the sk\ 
And bear us away To mansions on high : 
The kingdom be given, The purchase divine. 
And crown us in heaven Eternally thine. 

733 7s. C. Wesley. 
Funeral of a Christian sister. 

LO! the pris'ner is released, 
Lightened of her fleshly load : 


Where the weary are at rest, 

She is gathered into God!. 
Lo ! the pain of life is past, 

All her warfare now is o'er ; 
Death and hell behind are cast, 

Grief and suffering are no more. 

2 Yes, the Christian's course is run,. 
Ended is the glorious strife ; 

Fought the fight, the work is done, 
Death is swallowed up of life ! 

Borne by angels on their wings, 
Far from earth the spirit flies, 

Finds her God, and sits, and sings, 
Triumphing in paradise. 

3 Let the world bewail their dead, 
Fondly of their loss complain : 

Sister ! friend ! by Jesus freed, 
Death, to thee, to us, is gain : 

Thou art entered into joy: 
Let the unbelievers mourn ; 

We in songs our lives employ 
Till we all to God return. 

734 8s. C. Wesley 

Funeral of a Christian sister. 
"OS ANNA to Jesus on high, 
Another has entered his rest; 
Another has 'scaped to the sky, 

And lodged in Immanuel's breast: 
The soul of our sister is gone 

To heighten the triumph above ; 
Exalted to Jesus' s throne, 

And clasped in the arms of his love. 
2 What fulness of rapture is there, 

While Jesus his glory displays, 
And purples the heavenly air, 
And scatters the odors of grace ! 

H ( 


He looks — and his servants in light 
The blessings ineffable meet : 

He smiles — and they faint at his sight, 
And fall overwhelmed at his feet, 

3 How happy the angels that fall 
Transported at .Jesus' s name ; 

The saints whom he soonest shall call 
To share in the feast of the Lamb ! 

No longer imprisoned in clay, 

"Who next from his dungeon shall fly ' 

Who first shall be summoned away — 
My merciful Lord, is it 1 1 

4 Jesus, if this be thy will, 
That suddenly I should depart. 

Thy counsel of mercy reveal, 

And whisper the call in my heart ! 

give me a signal to know 

If soon thou wouldst have me remove, 

And leave the dull body below, 
And fly to the regions above. 

735 8s. C. Wbslsy 

Funeral of a Christian brother. 

EEJOICE for a brother deceased, 
Our loss is his infinite gain ; 
A soul out of prison released, 

And freed from his bodily chain : 
With songs let us follow his flight, 

And mount with his spirit above; 
Escaped to the mansions of light, 
And lodged in the Eden of love. 

2 Our brother the haven hath gained, 
Outflying the tempest and wind j. 

His rest he hath sooner obtained, 
And left his companions behiad, — 


Still tossed on a sea of distress, 

Hard toiling to make the blest shore. 

Where all is assurance and peace, 
And sorrow and sin are no more. 

3 There all the ship's company meet, 

Who sailed with the Saviour beneath 
With shouting each other they greet, 

And triumph o'er sorrow and death ; 
The voyage of life 's at an end, 

The mortal affliction is past : 
The age that in heaven they spend 

For ever and ever shall last. 

736 10,5,11. C. Wesley. 

Funeral of a Christian brother. 

HOSANNA to God, In his highest abode ; 
All heaven be joined 
T' extol the Redeemer and Friend of mankind ! 
He claims all our praise, Who in infinite grace 

Again hath stooped down 
And caught up a worm to inherit a crown. 

2 Our friend is restored To the joy of his Lord. 

With triumph departs, 
Rut speaks by his death to our echoing hearts . 
Follow after, he cries, As he mounts to the skies, 

Follow after your friend 
To the blissful enjoyments that never shall end. 

3 Thro ugh Jesus' s name Our comrade o'ercame. 

And Jesus is ours, 
And arms us with all his invincible powers : 
He looks from the skies, He shows us the prize 

And gives us a sign 
That we shall o'ercome by the mercy Divine 


i For us is prepared The angelical guard ; 

The convoy attends — 
A minist'ring host of invisible friends — 
Ready-winged for their flight To the regions 
of light, 

The horses are come, 
The chariots of Israel to carry us home. 

737 C. M. Doddkidge. 

Funeral of a minister. 

WHAT though the arm of conqu'ring death 
Does God's own house invade? 
What though the prophet and the priest 
Be numbered with the dead ? 

2 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, 
The aged and the young, — 

The watchful eye in darkness closed, 
And mute th' instructive tongue, — 

3 Th' Eternal Shepherd still survives, 
New comfort to impart ; 

Eis eye still guides us, and his voice 
Still animates our heart. 

4 "Lo! I am with you," saith the Lord, 
" My Church shall safe abide ; 

For I will ne'er forsake my own, 
Whose souls in me confide." 

5 Through every scene of life and death, 
This promise is our trust ; 

And this shall be our children's song 
When we are cold in dust. 

733 10s. Montgomery 

Funeral of a young minister. 

GO to the grave in all thy glorious prime, 
In full activity of zeal and power: 


A Christian cannot die before his time, — 
The Lord's appointment is the servant's hour 

2 Go to the grave : at noon from labor cease; 

Rest on thy sheaves ; thy harvest-task is done i 
Come from the heat of battle, and in peace, 

Soldier, go home : with thee the fight is woe 

i Go to the grave ; for there thy Saviour lay 
In death's embraces, ere he rose on high : 

And all the ransomed, by that narrow way 
Pass to eternal life beyond the sky. 

4 Go to the grave: — no ! take thy seat above, 
Be thy pure spirit present with the Lord, 

Where thou for faith and hope hast perfect love. 
And open vision for the written word. 

739 S. M. Montgomery. 

Funeral of an aged minister. 

(( QERVANT of God, well done! 

KJ Rest from thy loved employ ; 
The battle fought, the vict'ry won, 

Enter thy Master's joy." 
The voice at midnight came ; 

He started up to hear: 
A mortal arrow pierced his frame : 

He fell ; but felt no fear. 

2 Tranquil amid alarms, 

It found him on the field, 
A vet'ran, slumb'ring on his arms, 

Beneath his red-cross shield 
His sword was in his hand, 

Still warm with recent fight, 
Ready that moment, at command, 

Through rock and steel to smite. 


3 It -was a two-edged Wade, 
Of heavenly temper keen ; 

And double were the -wounds it made, 

Where'er it glanced between. 
'Twas death to sin — 'twas life 

To all who mourned for sin : 
It kindled and it silenced strife, 

Made war and peace within. 

4 Oft with its fiery force 

His arm had quelled the foe, 
And laid, resistless in his course, 

The alien-armies low. 
Bent on such glorious toils, 

The world to him was loss, 
Yet all his trophies, all his spoils, 

He hung upon the cross. 

5 At midnight came the cry, 

" To meet thy God prepare !" 
He woke, — and caught his Captain's eye. 

Then, strong in faith and prayer, 
His spirit, with a bound, 

Left its encumb'ring clay : 
His tent, at sunrise, on the ground 

A darkened ruin lay. 

6 The pains of death are past, 
Labor and sorrow cease ; 

And, life's long warfare closed at last, 

His soul is found in peace. 
Soldier of Christ, well done ! 

Praise be thy new employ; 
And while eternal ages run, 

Rest in thy Saviour's joy. 


£p*ual ©zzzsionB. 

740 S. M. Brady and Tats 

Psalm lxvii. 

TO bless thy chosen race, 
In mercy, Lord, incline ; 
And cause the brightness of thy face 
On all thy saints to shine : 

2 That so thy wondrous way 

May through the world be known ; 
While distant lands their tribute pay, 
And thy salvation own. 

3 Let diff'ring nations join 
To celebrate thy fame ; 

Let all the world, Lord, combine 
To praise thy glorious name ! 

4 let them shout and sing, 
With joy and pious mirth! 

For thou, the righteous Judge and King 
Shalt govern all the earth. 

5 Let diff'ring nations join 
To celebrate thy fame ; 

Let all the world, Lord, combine 
To praise thy glorious name ! 

6 Then God upon our land 

Shall constant blessings shower, 
And all the world in awe shall stand 
Of his resistless power. 

missions. 533 

Y4-1 L. M. Watts. 

Psalm lxxii. 

TESTIS shall reign where'er the sun 
J Does his successive journeys run; 
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore. 
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 

2 From north to south the princes meet 
To pay their homage at his feet ; 
While western empires own their Lord, 
And savage tribes attend his word. 

3 For him shall endless prayer be made, 
And endless praises crown liis head ; 
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
With every morning sacrifice. 

4 People and realms, of every tongue, 
Dwell on his love with sweetest song, 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on his name. 

5 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, 
The pris'ner leaps to loose his chains, 
The weary find eternal rest. 

And all the sons of want are blessed. 

6 Where he displays his healing powei, 
Death and the curse are known no more . 
In him the tribes of Adam boast 

More blessings than their father lost 

7 Let every creature rise and bring 
Peculiar honors to our King ; 
Angels descend with songs again, 
And earth repeat the long Amen ! 

^4:3 7,6,7,6. Montgomery. 

Psalm lxxii. 1—11. 

HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, 
Great David's greater Son! 


Hail, in the time appointed, 
His reign on earth begun ! 

He comes to break oppression, 
To let the captive free, 

To take away transgression, 
And rule in equity. 

2 He comes with succor speedy, 
To those who suffer wrong ; 

To help the poor and needy, 
And bid the weak be strong ; 

To give them songs for sighing, 
Their darkness turn to light, 

Whose souls, condemned and dying, 
Were precious in his sight. 

3 He shall come down like showers 
Upon the fruitful earth, 

And love, joy, hope, like flowers, 
Spring in his path to birth: 

Before him on the mountains 
Shall peace the herald go ; 

And righteousness in fountains 
From hill to valley flow. 

4 Arabia's desert-ranger 

To him shall bow the knee ; 
The Ethiopian stranger 

His glory come to see: 
With offerings of devotion, 

Ships from the isles shall meet 
To pour the wealth of ocean, 

In tribute, at his feet. 

6 Kings shall fall down before him- 
And gold and incense bring ; 

All nations shall adore him, 
His praise all people sing* 

missions. 535 

For lie shall have dominion 

O'er river, sea, and shore, 
Far as the eagle's pinion 

Or dove's light wing can soar. 

743 C. M. oflBBONS 

Psalm lxxii. 16-19. 

THE seed, in scanty handfuls sown, 
Upon the mountain tops, — 
Nourished by heaven's enlivening beams, 
By heaven's enriching drops, — 

2 Shall in an ample harvest rise, 
Shall overspread the ground, 

Shall shake like Lebanon with woods 
Of tow'ring cedar crowned. 

3 The cities, through the world dispersed 
By crowds of men possessed, 

Shall nourish like the blooming meads 
In spring's embroid'ry dressed. 

4 Long as the sun shall rule the day 
Mankind shall sound his fame : 

[n him all nations shall be blessed, 
And all shall bless his name. 

5 Immortal and unbounded praise 
Let Israel's God receive : 

These miracles of power and grace 
He only could achieve. 

6 Now let our Lord, as summer suns 
Make haste the world to gild, 

Shine all abroad till all our globe 
Is with his glories filled ! 

7 Amen, with joy divine, let earth's 
Unnumbered myriads cry ; 

Amen, with joy divine, let heaven'e 
Unnumbered choirs reply! 


744 L. M. Watts 

Psalm cxvii. 

FROM all that dwell below the skies, 
Let the Creator's praise arise, — 
Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
Through every land, by every tongue. 
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, 
Eternal truth attends thy word ; 
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

745 C. M. Logan 

Isaiah ii. 1—5. 

BEHOLD, the mountain of the Lord, 
In latter days shall rise 
Above the mountains and the hills, 
And draw the wond'ring eyes. 

2 To this the joyful nations round, 
All tribes and tongues, shall flow : 

" Up to the hill of God," they say, 
"And to his house, we'll go." 

3 The beam that shines on Zion's hill 
Shall lighten every land : 

The King who reigns in Zion's towers 
Shall all the world command. 

4 Among the nations he shall judge ; 
His judgments truth shall guide; 

His sceptre shall protect the just, 
And quell the sinner's pride. 

5 No strife shall rage, nor hostile feuds 
Disturb those peaceful years ; 

To ploughshares men shall beat their swords 
To pruning-hooks their spears. 

6 No longer hosts encount'ring hosts. 
Shall crowds of slain deplore; 

missions. 537 

They hang the trumpet in the hall, 

And study war no more. 
7 Come then, house of Jacob ! come 

To worship at his shrine ; 
And, walking in the light of God, 

With holy beauties shine. 

*A.Q C. M. MoNTGOireihr. 

Conversion of the Jeics. 

DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust 
Exalt thy fallen head ; 
Again in thy Redeemer trust : 
He calls thee from the dead. 

2 Awake, awake ! put on thy strength, 
Thy beautiful array; 

The day of freedom dawns at length, 
The Lord's appointed day. 

3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, 
And send thy heralds forth : 

Say to the south, "Give up thy charge/' 
And, "Keep not back, north." 

4 They come! they come! thine exiled ban as. 
Where'er they rest or roam, 

Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 
And hasten to their home. 

5 Thus, though the universe shall burn, 
And God his works destroy, 

With songs thy ransomed shall return. 
And everlasting joy. 

^47 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

For the seed of Abraham. 

FATHER of faithful Abrah'm, hear 
Our earnest suit for Abrah'm's seed : 
Justly they claim the softest prayer 
From us, adopted in their stead. 


Who mercy through their fall obtain, 
And Christ by their rejection gain. 

2 Outcast from thee, and scattered wide, 
Through every nation under heaven, 

Blaspheming whom they crucified, 
Unsaved, unpitied, unforgiven, 

Like wretched Cain, they bear their load. 

Oppressed of men, and cursed of God. 

8 But hast thou finally forsook, 

For ever cast thy own away? 
Wilt thou not bid the murd'rers look 

On him they pierced, and weep and pray ? 
Yes, gracious Lord, thy word is passed, 
"All Israel shall be saved at last." 

4 Come, then, thou great Deliv'rer, come, 
The veil from Jacob's heart remove: 

Receive thy ancient people home, 
That, quickened by thy dying love, 

The world may their reception find 

Life from the dead for all mankind. 

748 S. M. C. Wesley. 

For "the dry bones of the house of Israel." 

MESSIAH, full of grace, 
Redeemed by thee, we plead 
The promise made to Abrah'm's race, 
To souls for ages dead. 

2 Their bones, as quite dried up, 
Throughout the vale appear : 

Cut off and lost their last faint hope 
To see thy kingdom here. 

3 Open their graves, and bring 
The outcasts forth, to own 

Thou art their Lord, their God, their King, 
Their true Anointed One. 

missions. 539 

4 To save the race forlorn, 

Thy glorious arm display ! 
And show the world a nation born, 

A nation in a day ! 

'49 C. M. Moors. 

Spiritual restoration of the Jews. 

BUT who shall see the glorious day, • 
When, throned on Zion's brow, 
The Lord shall rend that veil away 
Which hides the nations now, — 

2 When earth no more beneath the fear 
Of his rebuke shall lie, — 

When pain shall cease, and every tear 
Be wiped from every eye ? 

3 Then, Judah, thou no more shalt mourn 
Beneath the heathen's chain ; 

Thy days of splendor shall return, 
And all be new again. 

4 The fount of life shall then be quaffed 
In peace by all who come, 

And every wind that blows shall waft 
Some long-lost exile home. 

'50 S. M. C. Wesley. 

Hebrew missionaries. 

ALMIGHTY God of love, 
Set up th' attracting sign, 
And summon whom thou dost approve 
For messengers divine. 

2 From favored Abrah'nrs seed 
The new apostles choose, 

In isles and continents to spread 
The dead-revivicg news. 

3 send thy servants forth, 
To call the Hebrews home ! 

From East, and West, and South, and North, 
Let all the wand'rers come : 


4 With Israel's myriads sealed. 

Let all the nations meet, 
And show the mystery fulfilled, 

The family complete ! 

751 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Weslsy 

For the Mohammedans. 

MUN of unclouded righteousness, 
£j With healing in thy wings arise, 
A sad benighted world to bless, 

Which now in sin and error lies, 
Wrapped in Egyptian night profound, 
With chains of hellish darkness bound. 

2 The smoke of the infernal cave, 

Which half the Christian world o'erspread, 
Disperse, thou heavenly Light, and save 

The souls by that impostor led, 
That Arab thief, as Satan bold, 
Who quite destroyed thy Asian fold, 

3 0, might the blood of sprinkling cx-y 
For those who spurn the sprinkled blood ; 

Assert thy glorious Deity ! 

Stretch out thy arm, thou Triune God, 
E'en now the Moslem fiend expel, 
And chase his doctrine back to hell. 

1 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
Thou Three in One, and One in Three, 

Resume thy own, for ages lost, 
Finish the dire apostasy ; 

Tliy universal claim maintain, 

And Lord of the creation reign! 

75 2 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley, 

For the Heathen. 

LORD over all, if thou hast made, 
Hast ransomed every soul of man. — 

missions. 541 

Why is the grace so long delayed ? 

Why unfulfilled the saving plan ? 
The bliss for Adam's race designed, 
When will it reach to all mankind ? 
2 Art thou the God of Jews alone,. 

And not the God of Gentiles too ? 
To Gentiles make thy goodness known ; 

Thy judgments to the nations show ; 
Awake them by the gospel call ; 
Light of the world, illumine all ! 
8 The servile progeny of Ham 

Seize as the purchase of thy blood; 
Let all the heathen know thy name : 

From idols to the living God 
The wand'ring Indian tribes concert, 
And shine in every pagan heart ! 
4 As lightning launched from east to west, 

The coming of thy kingdom be ; 
To thee, by angel hosts confessed, 

Bow ererj soul and every knee : 
Thy glory let all flesh behold ! 
And then fill up thy heavenly fold. 

753 S. M. C. Wesley. 

"One fold under one Shepherd." 

EATHER of boundless grace, 
Thou hast in part fulfilled 
Thy promise made to Adam's race, 
In God incarnate sealed. 

2 A few from every land 
At first to Salem came, 

And saw the wonders of thy hand. 
And saw the tongues of flame. 

3 Yet still we wait the end, 
The coming of our Lord, — 

The full accomplishment attend, 
Of thy prophetic word. 


4 Thy promise deeper lies 
In unexhausted grace, 

And new-discovered worlds arise 
To sing their Saviour's praise. 

5 Beloved for Jesus' sake, 
By him redeemed of old, 

All nations must come in, and make 
One undivided fold : 

6 While gathered in by thee, 
And perfected in one, 

They all at once thy glory see 
In thy coequal Son. 

754 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Wesley. 

"Thy kingdom come." 

SAVIOUR, whom our hearts adore, 
To bless our earth again, 
Now assume thy royal power, 
And o'er the nations reign : 
Christ, the world's Desire and Hope, 

Power complete to thee is given ; 
Set the last great empire up, 
Eternal Lord of heaven. 

2 Where they all thy laws have spurned, 
Thy holiest name profaned, 

Where the ruined world hath mourned, 
With blood of millions slain : 

Open there th' ethereal scene, 

Claim the heathen tribes for thine ; 

There the endless reign begin 
With majesty Divine. 

3 Universal Saviour, thou 
Wilt all thy creatures bless ; 

Every knee to thee shall bow, 
And every tongue confess : 

missions. 543 

Nfone shall in thy mount destroy ; 

War shall then be learned no more ; 
Saints shall their great King enjoy, 

And all mankind adore. 

755 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesley. 
Rapid extension. 

SAVIOUR-, we know thou art 
In every age the same : 
Now, Lord, in ours exert 
The virtue of thy name ; 
And daily, through thy word, increase 
Thy blood-besprinkled witnesses. 

2 Thy people, saved below 
From every sinful stain, 

Shall multiply and grow, 
If thy command ordain ; 
And one into a thousand rise, 
And spread thy praise through earth and skiea. 

3 In many a soul, and mine, 
Thou hast displayed thy power, 

But to thy people join 

Ten thousand thousand more ; 
Saved from the guilt and strength of sin, 
In life and heart entirely clean. 

756 8,7,8,7,4,7. W. William 
Spread of the gospel. 

O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, 
Look, my soul, be still and gaze ; 
All the promises do travail 
With a glorious day of grace : 

Blessed jub'lee, 
Let thy glorious morning dawn ! 

2 Kin gdoms wide that sit in darkness, 
Grant them, Lord, the glorious light; 


And from eastern coast to western, 
May the morning chase the night ; 

And redemption, 
Freely purchased, win the day. 

3 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel ; 

"Win and conquer, never cease ; 
May thy lasting, wide dominions. 

Multiply, and still increase : 
Sway thy sceptre, 

Saviour, all the world around. 

757 S. M. C. Wbslet 

God giveth the increaae. 

LORD, if at thy command 
The word of life we sow, 
Watered by thy almighty hand, 

The seed shall surely grow : 
The virtue of thy grace 

A large increase shall give, 
And multiply the faithful race, 
Who to thy glory live. 

2 Now, then, the ceaseless shower 

Of gospel blessings send, 
And let the soul-converting power 

Thy ministers attend. 
On multitudes confer 

The heart-renewing love, 
And by the joy of grace prepare 

For fuller joys above. 

758 L- M. C. Wesley. 

"Come, Lord Jesus." 

HEAD of thy Church, whose Spirit fills, 
And flows through evei-y faithful soul, 
Unites in mystic love, and seals 
Them one, and sanctifies the whole: 

missions. 545 

2 "Come, Lord," thy glorious Spirit cries, 
And souls beneath the altar groan; 

"Come, Lord," the bride on earth replies, 
"And perfect all our souls in one. ; ' 

3 Pour out the promised gift on all, 
Answer the universal " Come !" 

The fulness of the Gentiles call, 

And take thine ancient people home 

4 To thee let all the nations flow, 
Let all obey the gospel word : 

Let all their bleeding Saviour know, 
Filled with the glory of the Lord. 

^59 L. M. CoLLYEB. 

Missionary meeting. 

ASSEMBLED at thy great command, 
Before thy face, dread King, we stand ; 
The voice that marshalled every star 
Has called thy people from afar. 

2 We meet through distant lands to spread 
The truth for which the martyrs bled ; 
Along the line — to either pole — 

The anthem of thy praise to roll. 

3 Our prayers assist ; accept our praise ; 
Our hopes revive ; our courage raise ; 
Our counsels aid ; to each impart 

The single eye, the faithful heart. 

4 Forth with thy chosen heralds come ; 
Recall the wand'ring spirits home : 
From Zion's mount send forth the sound, 
To spread the spacious earth around. 

760 7,6,7,6. Hebe*. 

"Come over — and help us .'" 

FROM Greenland's icy mountains, 
From India's coral strand: 


Where Afric's sunny fountains 
Roll down their golden sand; 

From many an ancient river, 
From many a palmy plain, 

They call us to deliver 

Their land from error's chain. 

2 What though the spicy breezes 
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 

Though every prospect pleases, 

And only man is vile : — 
In vain with lavish kindness 

The gifts of God are strown; 
The heathen in his blindness 

Bows down to wood and stone. 

3 Shall we whose souls are lighted 
With wisdom from on high, 

Shall Ave to men benighted 

The lamp of life deny ? 
Salvation ! 0, salvation ! 

The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learned Messiah's name. 

4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 
And you, ye waters, roll, 

Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole : 

Till o'er our ransomed nature, 
The Lamb for sinners slain, 

Redeemer, King, Creator, 
In V.iss returns to reign. 

761 C. M. Gilbert. 

Responding to the appeal. 
'HE nations call! from sea to sea 

Extends the thrilling cry, 
Come over, Christians, if there be. 
And help us, ere we die." 


missions. . . 547 

2 Our hearts, Lord, the summons feel ; 
Let hand with heart •combine, 

And answer to the world's appeal 
By giving "that is thine:'"' 

3 Say to thy gifted servants, "Speed! 
Behold the world your field ;" 

Say to the gold, " The Lord hath need," 
Till hoarded treasures yield. 

4 Say to the slumb'ring soul. '-'Awake ! 
Ere wanes thy noon away ; 

Lo ! soon I come th' account to take, 
Ye stewards of a day." 

5 Saviour, forgive ; ashamed we lie, 
Thy gracious will we know : 

Behold, while we delay, they die ! 
Bid, bid us send, or go. 

762 3,7. Fraxcis. 

"Freely ye have received — -freely give." 

PRAISE the Saviour, all ye nations, 
Praise him, all ye hosts above ; 
Shout, with joyful acclamations, 

His Divine, victorious love : 
Be his kingdom now promoted, 

Let the earth her monarch know ; 
Be my all to him devoted, 
To my Lord my all I owe. 

2 See how. beauteous on the mountains 
' Are their feet, whose grand design 

Is to guide us to the fountains 

That o'erflow with bliss divine — 
Who proclaim the joyful tidings 

Of salvation all around, 
Disregard the world's deridings, 

And in works of love abound. 

G ( 


3 With my substance I will honor 
My Redeemer and my Lord ; 

Were ten thousand worlds my manor, 
All were nothing to his word: 

While the heralds of salvation 
His abounding grace proclaim, 

Let his friends, of every station, 
Gladly join to spread his fame. 

7(33 ^ s - Marsden. 

"Go ye therefore" — 

0, ye messengers of God! 

Like the beams of morning fly, 
Take the wonder-working rod, 
Wave the banner-cross on high ! 

2 Where th' aspirant minaret 
Gleams along the morning skies, 

Wave it till the crescent set, 
And the "Star of Jacob" rise. 

8 Go ! to many a tropic isle 

In the bosom of the deep, 
Where the skies for ever smile, 

And th' oppressed for ever weep ! 

4 O'er the negro's night of care 
Pour the living light of heaven ; 

Chase away the fiend despair, 
Bid him hope to be forgiven ! 

5 Where the golden gates of day 
Open on the palmy East, < 

Wide the bleeding cross display, 
Spread the gospel's richest feast. 

6 Circumnavigate the ball, 
Visit every soil and sea: 

Preach the cross of Christ to all — 
Jesus' love is full and free. 

missions. 549 

7(34. 8,7. SlGOUBWEY. 

Missionaries charged. 

ONWARD, onward, men of heaven ; 
Bear the gospel banner high ; 
Rest not till its light is given — 

Star of every pagan sky : 
Send it where the pilgrim stranger 

Faints beneath the torrid ray; 
Bid the hardy forest-ranger 
Hail it, ere he fades away. 

2 Where the Arctic Ocean thunders, 
Where the tropics fiercely glow, 

Broadly spread its page of wonders, 
Brightly bid its radiance flow : 

India marks its lustre stealing ; 

Shiv'ring Greenland loves its rays ; 

Afric, mid her deserts kneeling, 
Lifts the untaught strain of praise. 

3 Rude in speech, or wild in feature, 
Dark in spirit, though they be, — 

Show that light to every creature, 
Prince or vassal, bond or free : 

Lo ! they haste to every nation ; 
Host on host the ranks supply : 

Onward ! Christ is your salvation, 
And your death is victory. 

7G5 " s - BOWRING. 

" Watchman, what of the nightV 

"ATCHMAN, tell us of the night, 
What its signs of promise are. 
Trav'ller, o'er yon mountain's height, 

See that glory-beaming star. 
Watchman, does its beauteous ray 
Aught of hope or joy foretell? 



Trav'ller, yes ; it brings the day, 
Promised day of Israel. 

2 Watchman, tell us of the night ; 
Higher yet that star ascends. 

Trav'ller, blessedness and light, 

Peace and truth, its course portends. 

Watchman, will its beams alone 

Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 

Trav'ller, ages are its own, 

See! it bursts o'er all the earth. 

3 Watchman, tell us of the night, 
For the morning seems to dawn. 

Trav'ller, dai-kness takes its flight, 
Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 

Watchman, let thy wand'rings cease ; 
Hie thee to thy quiet home. 

Trav'ller, lo ! the Prince of peace, 
Lo ! the Son of God is come. 

7QQ L. M. C. Wesley. 

"The morning comeih." 

GLORY to God, whose sovereign grace 
Hath animated senseless stones ; 
Galled us to stand before his face, 
And raised us into Abrah'm's sons. 

2 The people that in darkness lay, 
In sin and error's deadly shade, 

Have seen a glorious gospel-day, 
In Jesus' lovely face displayed. 

3 Thou only, Lord, the work hast done, 
And bared thine arm in all our sight ; 

Hast made the reprobates thine own, 
And claimed the outcasts as thy right. 

4 Thy single arm, almighty Lord, 
To us the great salvation brought; 


Thy "Word, thy all-creating Word, 

That spake at first the world from naught. 

5 For this the saints lift up their voice, 
And ceaseless praise to thee is given ; 

F;r this the hosts above rejoice : — 
We raise the happiness of heaven. 

6 For this, (no longer sons of night.) 
To thee our thankful hearts we give ; 

To thee, who call'dst us into light: 
To thee we die, to thee we live. 


SEE how great a flame aspires, 
Kindled by a spark of grace ! 
Jesus' love the nations fires, 

Sets the kingdoms on a blaze. 
To bring fire on earth he came ; 
Elndled in some hearts it is : 
that all might catch the flame, 
All partake the glorious bliss ! 

2 When he first the work begun, 
Small and feeble was his day : 

Now the word doth swiftly run, 
Now it wins its widening way : 

More and more it spreads and grows, 
Ever mighty to prevail ; 

Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows, 
Shakes the trembling gates of helL 

3 Sons of God, your Saviour praise! 
He the door hath opened wide ; 

He hath given the word of grace, 

Jesus' word is glorified ; 
Jesus, mighty to redeem, 

He alone the work hath wrought ; 


Worthy is the work of "Him, — 

Him who spake a world from naught. 

1 Saw ye not the cloud arise, 
Little as a human hand ? 

Now it spreads along the skies, 
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land; 

Lo ! the promise of a shower 
Drops already from above : 

But the Lord will shortly pour 
All the Spirit of his love. 

768 7s - R - w - Hamiltoh 


OWHAT blessings, lavished wide, 
Cover all the woes of man, — 
As heaven's rainbows soft bestride 
All the gloom beneath their span. 

2 Hark ! what rapt'rous hymns arise 
Where the ensign-cross he rears ! 

Songs are tuning out of sighs, 

Smiles are wreathing out of tears ! 

3 All shall bless him ! lift thy voice, 
Earth, — and sea, — and firmament! 

Acclamation of your joys 

Peal out, in one chorus blent ! 

7(39 7s. Montgomery. 

The song of jubilee. 

HARK ! the song of jubilee, 
Loud as mighty thunders roar 
Or the fulness of the sea, 

When it breaks upon the shore : 
Hallelujah ! for the Lord 

God omnipotent shall reign ; 
Hallelujah ! let the word 

Echo round t\e earth and main. 

BIBLE. 553 

2 Hallelujah! hark! the sound 
From the depth unto the skies 

Wakes above, beneath, around, 

All creation's harmonies: 
See Jehovah's banner furled, 

Sheathed his sword : he speaks : 'tis lone ; 
And the kingdoms of this world 

Are the kingdoms of his Son. 

3 He shall reign from pole to pole, 
With illimitable sway : 

He shall reign, when, like a scroll, 
Yonder heavens have passed away ! 

Then the end— beneath his rod 
Mans last enemy shall fall : 

Hallelujah: Christ in God, 
God in Christ, is all is all. 

2. BIBLE. 

770 L - M- Watts. 

Psalm xix. 

THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, 
In every star thy wisdom shines ; 
But when our eyes behold thy word, 
We read thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
And night and day, thy power confess ; 

But the blest volume thou hast writ, 
Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise 
Bound the whole earth, and never stand ; 

So when thy truth began its race, 

It touched and glanced on every land. 

4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, 

Till through the world thy truth has run: 


Till Christ has all the nations blessed, 
That see the light, or feel the sun. 

6 Great Sun of righteousness, arise! 

Bless the dark world with heavenly light: 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; 

Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 

771 C. M. Watts. 
Psalm cxix. 

HOW shall the young secure their hearts, 
And guard their lives from sin ? 
Thy word the choicest rule imparts, 
To keep the conscience clean. 

2 When once it enters to the mind, 
It spreads such light abroad, 

The meanest souls instruction find, 
And raise their thoughts to God. 

3 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, 
That guides us all the day ; 

And through the dangers of the night, 
A lamp to lead our way. 

4 Thy word is everlasting truth ; 
How pure is every page ! 

That holy book shall guide our youth, 
And well support our age. 

772 i- M. Watts. 

Excellence of God's word 

LET everlasting glories crown 
Thy head, my Saviour, and my Lord; 
Thy hands have brought salvation dcwn, 
And writ the blessings in thy word. 

2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks 
Some solid ground to rest upon ; 

BIBLE. 555 

With long despair the spirit breaks, 
Till we apply to Christ alone. 

3 How well thy blessed truths agree ! 
How wise and holy thy commands ! 

Thy promises — how firm they be ! 

How firm our hope, our comfort, stands ! 

4 Should all the forms that men devise 
Assault my faith with treach'rous art, 

I'd call them vanity and lies, 

And bind the gospel to my heart. 

773 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Treasury of the word. 

F'SPIREE of the ancient seers, 
Who wrote from thee the sacred page, 
The same through all succeeding years, 

Vouchsafe to us, in this our age, 
The Spirit of thy word t' impart, 
And breathe the life into our heart. 

2 Whene'er in error's paths we rove, 
The living God through sin forsake, 

Our conscience by thy word reprove, 

Convince, and bring the wand'rers back ; 
Deep wounded by thy Spirit's sword, 
And then by Gilead's balm restored. 

3 The sacred lessons of thy grace, 
Transmitted through thy word, repeat, ■ 

Aud train us up in all thy ways, 

To make us in thy will complete: 
Fulfil thy love's redeeming plan, 
And bring us to a perfect man. 

4 Furnished out of thy treasury, 
may we always ready stand. 

To help the souls redeemed by thee, 

In what their various states demand 1 
To teach, convince, correct, reprove ; 
And build them up in holiest love I 


774 C. M. S. Stennett. 

"Search the Scriptures." 

THE counsels of redeeming grace 
The sacred leaves unfold : 
And here the Saviour's lovely face 
Our raptured eyes behold. 

2 Here light descending from above 
Directs our doubtful feet ; 

Here promises of heavenly love 
Our ardent wishes meet. 

3 Our num'rous griefs are here redressed, 
And all our wants supplied : 

Naught -we can ask to make us blessed 
Is in this book denied. 

4 For these inestimable gains, 
That so enrich the mind, 

may we search with eager pains, 
Assured that we shall find ! 

775 C. M. Steele. 

Delighting in the word. 

FATHER of mercies, in thy word 
What endless glory shines ! 
For ever be thy name adored 
For these celestial lines. 

2 Here may the wretched sons of want 
Exhaustless riches find, 

Riches above what earth can grant, 
And lasting as the mind. 

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
And yields a free repast, 

Sublimer sweets than nature knows 
Invite the longing taste. 

4 Here the Ptedeemer's welcome voice 
Spreads heavenly peace around ; 

BIBLE. 557 

And life, and everlasting joys, 
Attend the blissful sound. 

5 may these heavenly pages be 
My ever dear delight ; 

And still new beauties may I see, ^ 
And still increasing light ! 

6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 
Be thou for ever near; 

Teach me to love thy sacred -word, 
And view my Savioui there. 

776 C- M- G. Weslbt, 
Before sermon. 

rATHER of all, in whom alone 
"We lire, and move, and breathe, 
One bright, celestial ray, dart down, 
And cheer thy sons beneath. 

2 While in thy word ve search for thee. 
(We search "with trembling awe !) 

Open our eyes, and let us see 
The wonders of thy law. 

3 Now let our darkness comprehend 
The light that shines so clear ; 

Now the revealing Spirit send, 
And give us ears to hear. 

4 Before us make thy goodness pass, 
Which here by faith we know ; 

Let us in Jesus see thy face, 
And die to all below. 

777 L. M. C. Wesley. 

Spread of the Scriptures. 

THE law and prophets all foretold 
That Christ should die, and leave the grave, 


Gather the -world into his fold, 

The Church of Jews and Gentiles save. 

' 2 Yet by the prince of darkness bound, 

The nations still are -wrapped in night ; 

They never heard the joyful sound, 

They never saw the gospel light. 

3 Light of the world, again appear 

In mildest majesty of grace, 
And bring the great salvation near, 
And claim our whole apostate race. 

778 S. M. C. Wesley 

Universal dissemination. 

JESUS, the word bestow, 
The true immortal seed ; 
Thy gospel then shall greatly grow, 

And all our land o'erspread ; 
Through earth extended wide 

Shall mightily prevail, 
Destroy the works of self and pride, 
And shake the gates of hell. 

2 Its energy exert 

In the believing soul ; 
Diffuse thy grace through every part, 

And sanctify the whole : 
Its utmost virtue show 

In pure consummate love, 
And fill with all thy life below, 

'lnd give us thrones above 

/79 C. M. Gibbous. 

Spreading over all the earth. 

G\ HEAT God, the nations of the earth 
X Are by creation thine ; 
And in thy works, by all beheld, 
Thy radiant glories shine. 


2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent 

Thy gospel to .mankind, 
Unveiling what rich stores of grace 

Are treasured in thy mind. 

S 0, when shall these glad tidings spreaa 

The spacious earth around, 
Till every tribe and -every soul 

Shall hear the joyful sound? 

4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt 

To spread the gospel's rays, 
And build on sin's demolished throne 

The temples of thy praise. 


780 L - M - <*• Robinson 

Laying the foundation. 

WHEN to the exiled seer was given 
A rapt'rous foregaze into heaven, 
All glorious though the visions were, 
Yet he beheld no temple there. 

2 The New Jerusalem on high 
Hath one pervading sanctity ; 

No sin to mourn, no grief to mar — 
God and the Lamb its temple are. 

3 But we, frail sojourners below, 
The pilgrim-heirs of guilt and woe, 
Must seek a tabernacle, where 

Our scattered souls may blend in prayer, 

4 Thou! who o'er the cherubim 
Didst shine in glories veiled and dim, 
With purer light our temple cheer, 
\nd dwell in unveiled glory here* 


781 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,03. A. Bulmebl. 

Laying the foundation. 

THOU who hast in Zion laid 
The true Foundation-stone, 
And with those a cov'nant made 

Who build on that alone ; 
Hear us, Architect Divine ! 

Great Builder of thy Church below: 
Now upon thy servants shine, 
Who seek thy praise to show. 

2 Earth is thine ; her thousand hills 
Thy mighty hand sustains ; 

Heaven thy awful presence fills ; 

O'er all thy glory reigns : 
Yet the place of old prepared, 

By regal David's favored son, 
Thy peculiar blessing shared, 

And stood thy chosen throne. 

3 Father, Son, aud Spirit, send 
The consecrating flame ; 

Now in majesty descend, 

Inscribe the living name : 
That great name by which we live 

Now write on this accepted stone ; 
Us into thy hands receive, 

Our temple make thy throne. 

782 CM, Watts. 

Psalm cxviii. 22, 23. 

BEHOLD the sure foundation-stone 
Which God in Zion lays, 
To build our heavenly hopes upon, 
And his eternal praise. 

2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 
We now adore thy name : 


We trust our whole salvation l iere, 
Nor can we suffer shame. 

3 The foolish builders, scribg and priest, 
Reject it with disdain ; 

Yet on this Rock the Chrj-oh shall rest, 
And envy rage in vain. 

4 What though the gates of hell withstood^ 
Yet must this building rise : 

'lis thine own work, Almighty God, 
And wondrous in our eyes. 

G ( 

783 6,6,6,6,8,8. G. Robinsou, 

OD of thine Israel true, 

Their pillar, shield, and rock, 
Who, all the desert through, 

Didst lead them like a flock ; 
In this our sanctuary dwell, 
Thou glorious, felt, Invisible ! 

2 That holy peace shed down, 
The world can never give ; 

Thy truth with triumph crown, 

Command the deaxl to live ; 
And fill this consecrated place 
With living trophies of thy grace. 

3 Great Shepherd of thy flock, 
Our glorious leader be ; 

Our pillar, shield, and rock, 
Till the fair land we see : 
Ruler of heaven's eternal sphere, 
Be thou the guardian glory here ! 

784 L. M. Palmer. 


BEHOLD thy temple, God of grace, 
The house that we have reared for thee, 


Regard it as thy resting-place, 
And fill it with thy majesty, 

2 When from its altar shall arise 
Joint supplication to thy name, 

Deign to accept the sacrifice, 

Thyself our answ'ring God proclaim. 

3 And when from hence the voice of praise 
Shall lift its triumphs to thy throne, 

Show thy acceptance of our lays, 
By making all thy glory known. 

4 When here thy ministers shall stand, 
To speak what thou shalt bid them say, ' 

Maintain thy cause with thine own hand, 
And give thy truth a winning way. 

5 Now, therefore, our God, arise ! 
In this thy resting-place appear; 

And let thy people's longing eyes 
Behold thee fix thy dwelling here. 

*?&& 7s. Montgomery. 


LORD of hosts, to thee we raise 
Here a house of prayer and praise •, 
Thou thy people's hearts prepare 
Here to meet for praise and prayer. 

2 Let the living here be fed 

With thy word, the heavenly bread ; 
Here, in hope of glory blest, 
May the dead be laid to rest ; — 

3 Here to thee a temple stand, 
While the sea shall gird the land; 
Here reveal thy mercy sure, 
While the sun and moon endure. 

4 Hallelujah ! — earth and sky 
To the joyful sound reply ; 
Hallelujah ! — hence ascend 
Prayer and praise till time shall end. 


786 k. li. Doddridge. 

A XL "will the great, eternal God, 
On earth establish his abode? 
And will he, from his radiant throne, 
Avow our temple for his own ? 

2 We bring the tribute of our praise ; 
And sing that condescending grace, 
Which to our notes will lend an ear, 
And call us sinful mortals near. 

3 These walls we to thy honor raise, 
Long may they echo to thy praise ; 
And thou, descending, fill the place 
With choicest tokens of thy grace. 

4 And in the great, decisive day, 
When God the nations shall survey, 
May it before the world appear 
That crowds were born to glory here ! 

787 C. M. Mant. 
Psalm xxvi. 6-8. 

I'LL wash my hands in innocence, 
And round thy altar go ; 
Pour the glad hymn of triumph thence, 
And thence thy wonders show. 

2 Thy house is ever my delight. 

Thy dwelling, my God ! 
The place where, shrined in radiance bright. 

Thy glory makes abode. 

788 S. 11 Watts. 

Psalm xlviii. 

r\ KEAT is the Lord our God, 
VJT And let his praise be great ; 


He makes his churches his abode, 
His most delightful seat. 

2 These temples of his grace 
How beautiful they stand ' 

The honors of our native place, 
And bulwarks of our land. 

3 In Sion God is known 
A refuge in distress ; 

How bright has his salvation shone 
Through all her palaces ! 

4 In every new distress 
We'll to his house repair ; 

We'll think upon his wondrous grace, 
And seek deliv'rance there. 

789 L. M. Brady & Tatr 

Psalm xciii. 

"TTTITH glory clad, with strength arrayed, 
W The Lord that o'er all nature reigns 
The world's foundations strongly laid, 
And the vast fabric still sustains. 

2 How sure established is thy throne, 
Which shall no change or period see ! 

For thou. Lord, and thou alone, 
Art King from all eternity. 

3 The floods, Lord, lift up their vMce, 
And toss their troubled waves on high ; 

But God above can still their noise, 
And make the angry sea comply. 

1 Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure : 
And they that in thy house would dwelL 

That happy station to secure. 
Must still in holiness excel. 


790 CM. Watts. 
Psalm cxxxii. 8, 15. 

ARISE, King of grace, arise, 
And enter to thy rest ! 
Lo ! thy Church waits, with longing eyes, 
Thus to be owned and blessed. 

2 Enter with all thy glorious train, 
Thy Spirit and thy word : 

All that the ark did once contain 
Could no such grace afford. 

3 Here, mighty God, accept our vows ; 
Here let thy praise be spread; 

Bless the provisions of thy house, 
And fill thy poor with bread. 


791 L. M. Mant 

For a College Commencement. Psalmlxx.yin. 1-7. 

HEAR, ye my law, my people, hear ; 
Lend to my words the listening ear ■ 
My mouth shall lofty lore unfold, 
My lips dark sentences of old. 

2 Such truths to us our sires have shown. 
Our ears have heard, our hearts have known ; 
Nor shall our lips forbear to trace 

The image for our future race. 

3 But times remote, — the latter days, — 
The story of Jehovah's praise 

Shall hear ; and ponder with delight 
His wondrous deeds, his arm of might. 

4 His law to Jacob he revealed, 
His covenant with Israel sealed. 
And gave our sires the charge Divine, 
In trust for their succeeding line : 


5 That year to year, and age to age, 
Might safe convey the sacred page ; 
And still his truth perpetual run, 
Transmitted down from sire to son: 

6 That on the arm of power Divine 
Sons yet unborn might still recline : 
Nor e'er forget the works of God, 
Nor e'er forsake his guiding rod. 

792 C. M. Gilbert 
For a Commencement. 

WHILE we with fear and hope survey 
This youthful, blooming throng, 
And little know th' eventful way 
Their steps may pass along, — 

2 One day is as a thousand years, 
Eternal God, to thee, 

And present to thine eye appears 
Their whole futurity. 

3 Thou seest temptation's subtle thread, 
Or torture's fiery test: — 

Mid scenes of pleasure, or of dread, 
Screen thou th' unguarded breast. 

4 Saviour ! through each portentous change 
And dangers yet untrod, 

"Where'er they rest, where'er they range, 
Be thou their present God ! 

793 L. M. Collyeb 
"Young men — exhort to be sober-minded." 

YOUNG men exhort, th' apostle said, 
To cherish soberness of mind ; 
So when the bloom of life is fled, 

Substantial fruit shall stay behind. 
2 If God's eternal word of truth 

Affect your hearts, your thoughts engage, 


Its guardian power shall shield your youth, 
Its consolations cheer your age. 

3 Come, then, and choose religion's "ways, 
In life's sweet fragrancy and prime ; 

So peace shall crown your foll'wing days- 
Peace, indestructible by time. 

7^4 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesles 

"Learning and holiness combined." 
pOME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
\j To whon: we for our children cry; 
The good desired and wanted most, 
Out of thy richest grace supply ! 
The sacred discipline be given 
To train and bring them up for heaven. 

2 Error and ignorance remove, 

Their blindness both of heart and mindj 
Give them the wisdom from above, 

Spotless, and peaceable, and kind: 
In knowledge pure their 'minds renew; 
And store with thoughts divinely true. 

3 Learning's redundant part and vain 
Be here cut off, and cast aside ; 

But let them, Lord, the substance gain, 

In every solid truth abide ; 
Swiftly acquire, and ne'er forego, 
The knowledge fit for man to know. 

4 Unite the pair so long disjoined, 
Knowledge and vital piety : 

Learning and holiness combined, 

And truth and love let all men see, 
In those whom up to thee we give, 
Thine, wholly thine, to die and live ! 

795 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Youth devoted to God. 

CAPTAIN of our salvation, take 
The souls we here present to thee, 


And fit for thy great service make 

These heirs of immortality ; 
And let them in thine image rise, 
And then transplant to paradise. 
2 Train up thy hardy soldiers, Lord, 

In all their Captain's steps to tread ! 
Or send them to proclaim thy word, 

Thy gospel through the world to spread ; 
Freely as they receive to give, 
And preach the death by which we live. 

796 * 8s. Gilbert. 

Sunday-School Celebration. 

HOW sweet is the fragrance of flowers 
That bloom at the dawning of day ! 
Refreshed with heaven's kindliest showers, 

How healthy and beautiful they ! 
Thus lovely and soothing the sight — 

More lovely |han nature supplies — 
Are those who at earliest light 

Expand their young hearts to the skies. 
£ A tribute acceptable, paid 

Yet green, in the season of prime, 
Ere noon hath its ravages made, 

And verdure is sullied by time ; 
Collect for thine altars, God, 

A wreath from our garden below ; 
Nay, send thy refreshings abroad, 

That all the plantation may grow. 
8 suffer not one to remain, 

Beside living waters unfed, 
But give thou the plentiful rain, 

The sun of thine influence shed: 
So, comely as willows that bend 

Where streamlets and fountains abound, 
Be these the young plants that we tend, 

With blossoms and fruitfulness crowned. 


797 C. M. Straphan. 

Sunday-School Celebration. 

MERCY, descending from above, 
In softest accents pleads: 
may each tender bosom move, 
"When mercy intercedes ! 

2 Children our kind protection claim 
And God will well approve 

When infants learn to lisp his name, 
And their Creator love. 

3 Delightful work ! young souls to win, 
And turn the rising race 

From the deceitful paths of sin, 
To seek their Saviour's face. 

4 Almighty God ! thine influence shed, 
To aid this blest design ; 

The honor of thy name be spread, 
And all the glory thine. 

798 6,6,6,6,8,8. Buddek. 
Sunday -School Celebration. 


(10ME, let our voices join 
J In one glad song of praise ; 
To God, the God of love, 

Our grateful hearts we raise : 

To God alone your praise belongs : . 
His love demands your earliest songs. 

2 Now we are taught to read 

The book of life divine. 
Where our Redemer's love 

And brightest glories shine: 


To God alone the praise is due, 
Who sends his word to us and you. 

3 Within these hallowed walls . 
Our wand' ring feet are brought ; 

Where prayer and praise ascend, 
And heavenly truths are taught : 
To God alone your off'rings bring ; 
Here in his church his praises sing. 

4 For blessings such as these 
Our gratitude receive ; 

Lord, here accept our hearts, 
'Tis all that we can give : 
Great God, accept their infant songs : 
To thee alone their praise belongs. 

5 Lord, bid this work of love 

Be crowned with meet success ; 
May thousands yet unborn 

This institution bless : 
Thus shall the praise resound to thee, 
Now, and through all eternity. 

^99 8,7,8,7,4,7. J Taylor. 

Sunday-School Celebration. 

THOU, who didst with love and blessing 
Gather Sion's babes to thee, 
Still a Saviour's love expressing, 
These, the babes of Sion, see; 

Bless the labors 
That would bring them up for thee. 


2 Smile upon the weak endeavor, 
Vain, if thou thy smile deny: 

Lo ! they rise, — to live for ever ! 
Train, train them for the sky ! 

Ne'er may Satan 
Plunder Sion's nursery. 

3 Lord, with humble fervor bending, 
We thy blessing would entreat, 

On the youthful heart descending, 
Make the toils of learning sweet : 

Still to Sion 
Guide the young disciples' feet. 

4 Then, when long we both have slumbered 
Side by side in common dust, 

With thy ransomed people numbered, 
With th' assembly of the just, 

Child and teacher, 
Saviour ! own our humble trust. 

800 C. M. C. Wesley. 

For an orphan asylum. 

FATHER, of mercies, hear our prayers 
For those that do us good, 
Whose love for us a place prepares, 

And gives the orphans food. 
2 Their alms in blessings on their head 

A thousand-fold restore ; 
feed their souls with living bread, 

And let their cup run o'er ! 
tS For ever in thy Christ built up, 

Thy bounty let them prove ; 
Steadfast in faith, joyful through hope, 

And rooted deep in love. 
4 For those who kindly founded this, 

A better house prepare ; 
Remove them to thy heavenly bliss, 

And let us meet them there. 


801 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Anniversary of an orphan asylum. 

AGAIN the kind revolving year 
Has brought this happy day, 
And we in God's blest house appear 
Again our vow to pay. 

2 Our watchful guardians, robed in light, 
Adore the heavenly King ; 

Ten thousand thousand seraphs bright 
Incessant praises sing. 

3 They know no want, they feel no care, 
Nor ever sigh as we ; 

Sorrow and sin are strangers there, 
And all is harmony. 

4 If aught can there enhance their bliss, 
Or raise their raptures higher, 

New joys in heaven at sights like this, 
New anthems fill the choir. 

5 With what resembling care and love 
Both worlds for us appear : — 

Our friendly guardians, those above, 
Our benefactors, here. 

802 C. M. Browne 

Pleading for the orphan. 

OHOW can they look up to heaven, 
And ask for mercy there, 
Who never soothed the poor man's pang, 

Nor dried the orphan's tear ! 
2 The dread omnipotence of Heaven 

We every hour provoke \ 
Yet still the mercy of our God 

Withholds th' avenging stroke ; 
8 And Christ was still the healing friend 

Of poverty and pain ; 


And never did imploring wretch 
His garment touch in vain. 

4 May we with humble effort take 
Example from above ; 

And thence the active lesson learn 
Of charity and love ! 

5 But chiefly be the labor ours 
To shade the early plant ; 

To guard from ignorance and guilt 
The infancy of want ; — 

6 To graft the virtues, ere the bud 
The canker-worm has gnawed, 

And teach the rescued child to lisp 
Its gratitude to God. 


803 10,5,11. C. Weslet. 

New -Year s day. 

t^OME, let us anew Our jouianey pursue, 
j Roll round with the year, 
And never stand still till the Master appear! 
His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil. 

And our talents improve, 
By the patience of hope, and the labor of love 

2 Our life is a dream ;— Our time, as a stream, 

Glides swiftly away; 
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 
The arrow is flown, The moment is gone; 

The millennial year 
Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 

3 that each in the day Of his coming may say 

"I have fought my way through ; 
I have finished the work thou didst give me to 
do !" 


that each from his Lord May receive the glad 
" Well and faithfully done ! 
Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne." 

R04 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Weslky. 

New -Year's day. 

THE Lord of earth and sky, 
The God of ages praise ! 
Who reigns enthroned on high, 
Ancient of endless days ! 
Who lengthens out our trials here, 
And spares us yet another year. 

2 Barren and withered trees, 
We cumbered long the ground ! 

No fruit of holiness 

On our dead souls was found ; 
Yet doth he us in mercy spare 
Another and another year. 

3 When justice gave the word 
To cut the fig-tree down, 

The pity of the Lord 

Cried, " Let it still alone !" 
The Father mild inclines his ear, 
. And spares us yet another year. 

4 Jesus, thy speaking blood 
From God obtained the grace ; 

Who therefore hath bestowed 
On us a longer space ; 
Thou didst in our behalf appear, 
And lo ! we see another year ! 

5 Then dig about the root, 
Break up our fallow ground, 

And let our gracious fruit 
To thy great praise abound: 
let us all thy praise declare, 
And fruit unto perfection bear ! 


805 C. Til. C. Wtsslkt 

New - Year's day. 

LET me alone another year, 
In honor of thy Son, 
Who cloth my Advocate appear 
Before thy gracious throne. 

2 Thou hast vouchsafed a longer space> 
And spared the barren tree, 

Because for me my Saviour prays, 
And pleads his death for me. 

3 Time to repent thou dost bestow ; 
But 0, the power impart ! 

And let my eyes with tears o'erflow, 
And break my stubborn heart. 

4 I'd nail my passions to the cross, 
Where my Redeemer died ; 

And all things count but shame and loss 
For Jesus crucified. 

5 Giver of penitential pain, 
Before that cross I lie, 

In grief determined to remain 
Till thou thy blood apply. 

6 Forgiveness on my conscience seal ; 
Bestow thy promised rest ; 

With purest love thy servant fill, 
And number with the blest. 


New -Year's day. 

EEMATLK, my soul, the narrow bound 
Of the revolving year ; 
How swift the weeks complete their round ! 

How short the months appear! 
2 So fast eternity comes on— 
And that important day 3 


When all that mortal life hath done ; 
God's judgment shall survey. 

3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass 
The swift-advancing year; 

And study artful ways t' increase 
The speed of its career. 

4 Waken, God, my careless heart, 
Its great concern to see, 

That I may act the Christian part. 
To give the year to thee. 

807 7s - Newton. 

New- Year's day. Before sermon. 

WHILE with ceaseless course the sun 
Hasted through the former year, ' 
Many souls their race have run, 

Never more to meet us here : 
Fixed in an eternal state, 

They have done with all below ; 
We a little longer wait, 

But how little. — none can know. 

2 As the winged arrow flies 
Speedily the mark to find, — 

As the lightning from the skies 

Darts and leaves no trace behind, — ■ 

Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
Bear us down life's rapid stream : 

Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, 
All below is but a dream. 

3 Thanks for mercies past receive ; 
Pardon of our sins renew ; 

Teach us henceforth how to live 

With eternity in view : 
Bless thy word to young and old, 

Fill us with a Saviour's love ; 
And when life's short tale is told, 

May we dwell with thee above. 


S08 C. M. C. Wesley 

New- Year's day. 

SING- to the great Jehovah's praise ! 
All praise to him belongs, 
Who kindly lengthens out our days, 

Demands our choicest songs : 
His providence hath brought us through 

Another various year ; 
We all with vows and anthems new 
Before our God appear. 

2 Father, thy mercies past we own, 
Thy still continued care : 

To thee presenting, through thy Son, 

Whate : er we have or are : 
Our lips and lives shall gladly show 

The wonders of thy love, 
While on in Jesus' steps we go 

To seek thy face above. 

3 Our residue of days or hours, 
Thine, wholly thine, shall be ; 

And all our consecrated powers 

A sacrifice to thee : 
Till Jesus in the clouds appear 

To saints on earth forgiven, 
And bring the grand sabbatic year, 

The jubilee of heaven. 

b$09 L. M. Doddridge 

'■'■Thou croxcnest the year with thy goodness.'''' 

ETERNAL Source of every joy, 
Well may thy praise our lips employ, 
While in thy temple we appear, 
Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 

2 The flowery spring, at thy command, 
Embalms the air. and paints the land ; 


The summer rays with vigor shine, 
To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 

3 Thy hand in autumn richly pours, 
Through all our coasts, redundant stores ; 
And -winters, softened by thy care. 

No more a face of horror wear. 

4 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, 
Demand successive songs of praise ; 

Still be the cheerful homage paid 
With op'ning light and evening shade. 

5 Here in thy house shall incense rise, 
As circling Sabbaths bless our eyes ; 
Still we will make thy mercies known 
Around thy board, and round our own. 

6 may our more harmonious tongue 
In worlds unknown pursue the song; 
And in those brighter courts adore, 
Where days and years revolve no more ! 

810 C. M. Steele 


WHEN verdure clothes the fertile vale, 
And blossoms deck the spray, 
And fragrance breathes in every gale, 
How sweet the vernal day ! 

2 Hark ! how the feathered warblers sing,— 
'Tis nature's cheerful voice ; 

Soft music hails the lovely spring, 
And woods and fields rejoice. 

3 God of nature and of grace, 
Thy heavenly gifts impart ; 

Then shall my meditation trace 
Spring, blooming in my heart. 

4 Inspired to praise, I then shall join 
Glad nature's cheerful song ; 

And love and gratitude divine 
Attune my joyful tongue 


Q]_l C. M. Beddome. 

Seed- time. 

ETERNAL God ! we humbly bow 
Before thy sacred throne ; 
From thee our varied comforts flow, 
From thee, and thee alone. 

2 We plead the promise in thy word, 
That seed-time shall be given ; 

Now verify thy promise, Lord, 
And send us help from heaven. 

3 Then we will give thee lasting praise 
For all thy love and care ; 

Unite in fervent, grateful lays, 
For prospects bright and fair. 

SXQ, S. M. Beddomb. 

Praying for rain. 
LORD, in mercy spare 
The herbage of the field; 
And, under thy paternal care, 
May it abundance yield. 

2 Restrain the burning ray, 
And grant refreshing rains ; 

Restore the verdure from decay, 
And drench the parched plains. 

3 Then we our praise will show 
To our preserver, God ; 

Our songs of melody shall flow, 
And spread his name abroad. 

$13 CM. Watts 

Thanksgiving for rain. PsaHmlxv. 9-13. 

GOOD is the Lord, the heavenly King, 
Who makes the earth his care ; 
Visits the pastures every spring, 
And bids the grass appear. 


2 The clouds, like rivers raised on high, 
Pour out at his command 

Their wat'ry blessings from the sky, 
To cheer the thirsty land. 

3 The softened ridges of the field 
Permit the corn to spring ; 

The valleys rich provision yield, 
And the poor lab'rers sing. 

4 The little hills on every side 
Rejoice at falling showers; 

The meadows, dressed in all their pride, 
Perfume the air with flowers. 

5 The various months thy goodness crown? 
How bounteous are thy ways ! 

The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs, 
And shepherds shout thy praise. 

C$14: 7s. Newton. 


SEE the corn again in ear, 
How the fields and valleys smile! 
Harvest now is drawing near, 
To repay the farmer's toil : 

2 Gracious Lord, secure the crop, 
Satisfy the poor with food ; 

In thy mercy is our hope, 

We have sinned, but thou art good. 

3 Let the praise be all the Lord's, 
As the benefit is ours : 

He in season still affords 

Kindly heat and gentle showers: 

4 By his care the produce thrives, 
Waving o'er the furrowed lands; 

And when harvest-time arrives, 
Ready for the reaper stands. 


yi5 C. M. Gibbons 

Praying for fair weather. 

HOW hast thou, Lord, from year to year, 
Our land with plenty crownei, 
And gen'rous fruit and golden grain 
Have spread their riches round. 

2 But we abuse thy mercies ; we 
Thy precious gifts destroy ; 

And vice is fed by what was given 
T' inspire our holy joy. 

3 Ecpial though awful is the doom, 
That fierce descending ram 

Should into inundations swell, 
And crush the rising grain. 

4 But, Lord, have mercy on our land ; 
These floods of vengeance stay ; 

Dispel these glooms, and let the sun 
Shine in unclouded day. 

Q15 C. M. Nssdbam. 


T'O praise the ever-bounteous Lord, 
My soul, wake all thy powers ! 
He calls, and at his voice come forth 
The smiling harvest hours. 

2 His cov'nant with the earth he keeps ; 
My tongue, his goodness sing ; 

Summer and winter know their time, 
His harvest crowns the spring. 

3 Well pleased the toiling swains behold 
The waving yellow er<vp : 

With joy they bear the sheaves away ; 
And sow again in hope. 

4 Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow 
The seeds of righteousness : 


Smile on my soul, and with thy beams 

The ripening harvest bless. 
5 Then, in the last great harvest, 1 

Shall reap a glorious crop: 
The harvest shall by far exceed 

What I have sown in hope. 

817 8,7. Horse 

SEE the leaves around us falling, 
Dry and withered, to the ground, 
Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, 
In a sad and solemn sound, — 

2 "Youth, on length of days presuming, 
Who the paths of pleasure tread, 

View us, late in beauty blooming, 
Numbered now among the dead. 

3 " What though yet no losses grieve you, — 
Gay with health and many a grace, — 

Let not cloudless skies deceive you : 
Summer gives to autumn place." 

4 On the Tree of Life eternal, 
Lord, let all our hopes be stayed ! 

This alone, for ever vernal, 

Bears a leaf that shall not fade. 

818 L - M C. Weslet. 
tl We all do fade as a leaf." 

"YYTELL doth a summer leaf explain 
\ V The transient state of feeble man : 
We flourish fair in youthful bloom, 
Till age and pallid autumn come. 
2 He comes with sickness at his side,— 
He withers all our verdant pride, 
And. shaken by the stormy gust, 
We drop, and crumble into dust- 


yi9 C. If. Watts. 

Winter. Psalm cxlvii. 

TT^ITH songs and honors sounding loud, 

\ \ Address the Lord on high ; 
Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, 
And waters veil the sky. 

2 His steady counsels change the face 
Of the declining year ; 

He bids the sun cut short his race, 
And wintry days appear. 

3 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow. 
Descend and clothe the ground ; 

The liquid streams forbear to flow, 
In icy fetters bound. 

4 When, from his dreadful stores on high, 
He pours the sounding hail, 

The wretch that dares his God defy 
Shall find his courage fail. 

5 The changing wind, the flying cloud, 
Obey his mighty word : 

With songs and honors sounding loud, 
Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 

$QQ CM. Doddridge. 

Close of the year. 

A WAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes, 
±\_ And raise your voices high ; 
Awake, and praise that sovereign love 
That shows salvation nigh. 

2 On all the wings of time it flies, 

Each moment brings it near : 
Then welcome, each declining day! 

Welcome, each closing year I 


3 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course ; 

Ye mortal powers, decay : 
Fast as ye bring the night of death. 

Ye bring eternal day. 

821 C. M. Browne. 

End of the year, 

AND now, my soul, another year 
Of thy short life is past ; 

1 cannot long continue here, 

And this may be my last. 

2 Awake, my soul ! with utmost care 
Thy true condition learn : 

What are thy hopes? how sure? how fair? 
What is thy great concern ? 

3 Behold, another year begins ! 
Set out afresh for heaven ; 

Seek pardon for thy former sins, 
In Christ so freely given. 

4 Devoutly yield thyself to God, 
And on his grace depend ; 

With zeal pursue the heavenly road, 
Nor doubt a happy end. 


&Q2 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesiei. 

L 7~E virgin souls, arise, 

With all the dead awake ! 
Unto salvation wise. 

Oil in your vessels take : 
Upstarting at the midnight cry, 
"Behold the heavenly Bridegroom nigh " 
2 He comes, he comes, to call 

The nations to his bar, 
And raise to glory all 
Who fit for glory are : 


Made ready for your full reward, 
Go forth with joy to meet your Lord 

3 Go meet him in the sky, 
Your everlasting Friend: 

Your Head to glorify, 

With all his saints ascend : 
Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace 
To see, without a veil, his face ! 

4 The everlasting doors 
Shall soon the saints receive, 

Above yon angel powers 
In glorious joy to live : 
Far from a world of grief and sin, 
With God eternally shut in. 

823 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 


HOW many pass the guilty night 
In revelling and frantic mirth ! 
The creature is their sole delight, 

Their happiness the things of earth ; 
But 0, suffice the season past ! 
We choose the better part at last. 

2 We will not close our wakeful eyes, 
We will not let our eyelids sleep, 

But humbly lift them to the skies, 

And all a solemn vigil keep : 
So many nights on sin bestowed, 
Can we not watch one hour for God ? 

3 We can, Jesus, for thy sake, 
Devote our every hour to thee ; 

: .Speak but the word, our souls shall wake : 
And sing with cheerful melody. 
Thy praise shall our glad tongues employ 1 
And every heart shall dance for joy. 


824 S. M. C. Wesley, 


THOU Judge of quick and dead, 
Before whose bar severe, 
With holy joy, or guilty dread, 

We all shall soon appear, 
Our cautioned souls prepare 
For that tremendous day, 
And fill us now with watchful care, 
And stir us up to pray : 

2 To pray, and wait the hour, 
That awful hour unknown, 

When, robed in majesty and power, 
Thou shalt from heaven come down. 

Th' immortal Son of man, 
To judge the human race, 

With all thy Father's dazzling train, 
With all thy glorious grace. 

3 To damp our earthly joys, 

T' increase our gracious fears, 
For ever let th' archangel's voice 

Be sounding in our ears 
The solemn midnight cry, • 

"Ye dead, the Judge is come; 
Arise, and meet him in the sky, 

And meet your instant doom!" 

4 may we thus be found, 
Obedient to his word ; 

Attentive to the trumpet's sound. 

And looking for our Lord ! 
may we thus insure 

A lot among the blest ; 
And watch a moment to secure 

An everlasting rest ! 


825 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Weslet. 


HEAKKEN to the solemn voice, 
The awful midnight cry ! 
Waiting souls, rejoice, rejoice, 

And see the Bridegroom nigh ! 
Lo ! he comes to keep his word, 

Light and joy his looks impart; 
Go ye forth to meet your Lord, 
And meet him in your heart. 

2 Ye who faint beneath the load 
Of sin, your heads lift up ; 

See your great redeeming God ; 

He comes, and bids you hope! 
In the midnight of your grief, 

Jesus doth his mourners cheer ; 
Lo ! he brings you sure relief; 

Believe, and feel him here ! 

3 Ye whose loins are girt, stand forth, 
Whose lamps are burning bright ; 

Worthy in your Saviour's worth 

To walk with him in white ; 
Jesus bids your hearts be clean , 

Bids you all his promise prove , 
Jesus comes to cast out sin, 

And perfect you in love. 

4 Happy he whom Christ shall find 
Watching to see him come ; 

Him the Judge of all mankind 
Shall" bear triumphant home ! 

Who can answer to his word ? — 

Which of you dares meet his day ?— 

"Rise, and come to judgment!" — Lord, 
We rise and come away. 


326 8 > 8 A 0. Wesley 


HOW happy, gracious Lord, arc we ! 
Divinely drawn to follow thee, 
Whose hours divided are 
Betwixt the mount and multitude : 
Our day is spent in doing good, 
Our night in praise and prayer. 

2 With us no melancholy void, 
No moment lingers unemployed 

Or unimproved below : 
Our weariness of life is gone, 
Who live to serve our God alone, 

And only thee to know. 

3 The winter's night, and summer's day, 
Glide imperceptibly away, 

Too short to sing thy praise ; 
Too few we find the happy hours, 
And haste to join those heavenly powers, 

In everlasting lays. 

4 With all who chant thy name on high, 
And, Holy, holy, holy, cry — 

A bright, harmonious throng — 
We long thy praises to repeat, 
And ceaseless sing, around thy seat, 

The new, eternal song, 

827 0. M. C. Wesley 

Watch - night. 

JOIN all ye ransomed sons of grace, 
The holy joy prolong, 
And shout to the Redeemer's praise 
A solemn midnight song. 

2 Blessing, and thanks, and love, and might, 
Be to our Jesus given, 


Who turns our darkness into light, — 
Who turns our hell to heaven. 

3 Thither our faithful souls he leads, — 

Thither he bids us rise, 
With crowns of joy upon our heads, 

To meet him in the skies. 

828 C. M. C. WE3LB1 

Reneiving the covenant. 

C'lOME, let us use the grace Divine, 
J And all, with one accord, 
In a perpetual cov'nant join 
Ourselves to Christ the Lord , — 

2 Give up ourselves, through Jesus' power. 
His name to glorify; 

And promise, in this sacred hour, 
For God to live and die. 

3 The cov'nant we this moment make, 
Be ever kept in mind : 

We will no more our God forsake, 
Or cast his words behind. 

4 We never will throw off his fear, 
Who hears our solemn vow : 

And if thou art well pleased to hear, 
Come down and meet us now ! 

6 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 

Let all our hearts receive ; 
Present with the celestial host. 

The peaceful answer give. 

6 To each the cov'nant blood apply. 

Which takes our sins away ; 
And register our names on high, 

And keep us to that day. 



839 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Weslsy. 

Public fast. 

OGOD, thy righteousness we own : 
Judgment is at thy house begun 1 
With humble awe thy rod we hear, 
And guilty in thy sight appear : 
We cannot in thy judgment stand; 
But sink beneath thy mighty hand. 

2 Our mouth as in the dust we lay, 
And still for mercy, mercy, pray : 
Unworthy to behold thy face; 
Unfaithful stewards of thy grace ; 
Our sin and wickedness we own, 
And deeply for acceptance groan. 

3 Lord, do not drive us from thy face, 
A stiff-necked and hard-hearted race ; 
But ! in tender mercy break 

The iron sinew in our neck ! 

The soft'ning power of love impart, 

And melt the marble of our heart ! 

830 JJ- M- Doddridge. 

Public fast. Ezek. ix. 4-6. 

RIGHTEOUS God, thou Judge supreme, 
We tremble at thy dreadful name ! 
And all our crying guilt we own, 
In dust and tears, before thy throne. 

2 Justly might this polluted land 
Prove all the vengeance of thy hand ; 

And, bathed in heaven, thy sword might come, 
To drink our blood, and seal our doom. 

3 Yet hast thou not a remnant here, 
Whose souls are filled wiih pious fear? 


bring thy wonted mercy nigh, 
While prostrate at thy feet they lie ! 
4 Behold their tears, attend their moan, 
Nor turn away their secret groan : 
With these we join our humble prayer ; 
Our nation shield, our country spare. 

831 C. M. - Scon 

Public supplication. 

WHEN Abrah'm, full of sacred awe, 
Before Jehovah stood, 
And with an humble, fervent prayer, 
For guilty Sodom sued, — 

2 With what success, what wondrous grace, 
Was his petition crowned ! 

The Lord would spare, if in the place 
Ten righteous men were found. 

3 And could a single pious soul 
So rich a boon obtain ? 

Great God, and shall a nation cry, 
And plead with thee in vain? 

4 Are not the righteous dear to thee 
Now, as in ancient times ? 

Or does this sinful land exceed 
Gomorrah in her crimes ? 

5 Still we are thine ; we bear thy name ; 
Here yet is thine abode ; 

Long has thy presence blessed our land: — 
Forsake us not, God. 

832 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

WONDROUS power of faithful prayer ! 
What tongue can tell th' almighty grace '< 
God's hands or bound or open are. 
As Moses or Elijah prays ; 


Let Moses in the Spirit groan, 

And God cries out, "Let me alone! — 

2 "Let me alone, that all my wrath 
May rise, the wicked to consume ! 

While justice hears thy praying faith, 

It cannot seal the sinner's doom : 
My Son is in my servant's prayer, 
And Jesus forces me to spare." 

3 Father, we ask in Jesus' name ; 
In Jesus' power and spirit pray: 

Divert thy vengeful thunder's aim ! 

turn thy threat'ning wrath away ! 
Our guilt and punishment remove, 
And magnify thy pard'ning love. 

4 Father, regard thy pleading Son, 
Accept his all-availing prayer ; 

And send a peaceful answer down, 

Tn honor of our Spokesman there! 
Whose blood proclaims our sins forgiven, 
And speaks thy rebels up to heaven. 

833 S. M. C. Wesley 

Impending judgments. 

UNNERS, the call obey, 
The latest call of grace ; 
The day is come, the vengeful day 

Of a devoted race : 
Devils and men combine 

To plague the faithless seed, 
And vials full of wrath Divine 

Are bursting on your head. 

2 Enter into the Rock, 

Ye trembling slaves of sin, — 

The Rock of your salvation, struct 
And cleft to take you in: 

S 1 


To shelter the distressed, 

He did the cross endure: 
Enter into the clefts, and rest 

Tn Jesus' wounds secure. 

S34 S. M. C. Wesley. 


JESUS, to thee we fly 
From the devouring sword ; 
Our city of defence is nigh : 

Our help is in the Lord: — 
Or if the scourge o'erfiow, 
And laugh at innocence, 
Thine everlasting arms, we know, 
Shall be our soul's defence. 

2 We in thy word believe, 

And on thy promise stay; 
Our life, which still to thee we give, 

Shall be to us a prey: 
Our life with thee we hide 

Above the furious blast, 
And sheltered in thy wounds abide 

Till all the storms are past. 

835 L. M. Davies. 

In time of war. 

WHILE o'er our guilty land, Lord, 
We view the terrors of thy sword. 
! whither shall the helpless fly? 
To whom but thee direct their cry? 

2 The helpless sinner's cries and tears 
Are grown familiar to thine ears ; 

Oft has thy mercy sent relief, 

When all was fear and hopeless grief. 

3 See, we repent, we weep, we mourn. 
To our forsaken Clod we turn; 


spare our guilty country, spare 

The Church which thou hast planted here. 

4 We plead thy grace, indulgent God; 

We plead thy Son's atoning blood ; 

We plead thy gracious promises — 

And are they unavailing pleas ? 

6 These pleas, presented at thy throne, 

Have brought ten thousand blessings down 

On guilty lands in helpless "woe ; 

Let them prevail to save us too. 

836 7s. Mant. 
Psalm xx. 7—9. 

SOME their warrior horses boast. 
Some their chariots' marshalled host ; 
But our trust will we proclaim, 
In our God, Jehovah's name. 
2 Down they sank and fell subdued ; 
We arose and upright stood. 
Save, Jehovah ! King of all, 
Hear us when to thee we call. 

837 C. M. Burgess. 
Psalm xx. 7-9. 

SOME trust their chariots' wedged array, 
And some their warlike steeds ; 
The Lord's great name is all our stay, 

And God our vict'ry leads. 
2 Chariot and steed ! — o'erthrown they fall 

We stand, and upward rise: 
Save, Lord, and hear us when we call, 
King of the earth and skies ! 

838 C. M. Maesh. 
Psalm lx. 1-5. 

GOD, thou hast scattered us and driven, 
Forget thy wrath once more I 


Thy land is by thy fury riven. 
heal its trembling sore ! 

2 With grief thy people thou hast fed, 
And drenched with deadly wine, 

Yet o'er thy saints thy banner spread, 
Inscribed with truth Divine ! 

3 be thou still in woe our light ! 
In Tain to man we sue ; 

God yet will nerve our arm in fight, 
And all our foes subdue. 

839 L. M. Goodi. 

Psalm be. 9-12. 
TT^HO shall our troops to vict'ry lead? 

YV What arm our cause triumphant plead ■ 
Through the strong fortress bid them break, 
And all their ancient courage wake ? 

2 Will not our God his arm display, 
Though long beneath thy wrath we lay? 
Will not the Lord our help prepare, 
Though long denied thy guardian care ? 

3 Eise, rise, Jehovah, God of hosts ! 
Vain is the strength the nation boasts : 
Vain are our fleets, our armies vain, 
Without thy favor to sustain. 

4 Bold in our God we'll onward go, 
Assured of vict'ry o'er the foe : 

His word our conquest can complete, 
And lay the foe beneath our feet. 

84:0 L - M - Steele. 

Thanksgiving for peace. 
TTTHEX angry nations rush to arms, 
YV And rage, and noise, and tumult reign 
And war resounds its dire alarms, 
And slaughter spreads the hostile plain, — ■ 


2 Thine eye, God, looks calmly down, 

And marks their course, and bounds their 
power ; 
Thy word the angry nations own, 

And noise and war are heard no more. 

3 Then peace returns with balmy wing, 
(Sweet peace, with her what blessings fled ! 

Glad plenty laughs, the valleys sing, 
Reviving commerce lifts her head. 

4 To thee we pay our grateful songs, 
Thy kind protection still implore : 

may our hearts, and lives, and tongues, 
Confess thy goodness and adore ! 


841 8,8,6. C. Wesley. 

Thanksgiving for peace. 

NATION God delights to bless, 
Can all our raging foes distress, 
Or hurt whom they surround? 
Hid from the gen'ral scourge we are, 
Nor see the bloody waste of war, 
Nor hear the trumpet's sound. 

2 may we, Lord, the grace improve, 
By lab'ring for the rest of love, 

The soul-composing power: 
Bless us with that internal peace, 
And all the fruits of righteousness, 

Till time shall be no more. 

B43 s - M - Marsh . 

Psalm lxxvi. 

GOD is in Judah known, 
Israel extols his name, 
In Salem he has placed his throne, 
In Zion lives his fame. 


2 There did he break the shield, 
The battle and the bow, 

There to his glorious might shall yield 
The desolating foe. 

3 There is the spoiler spoiled, 

The proud have slept their sleep , 
There are the men of battle foiled, 
In one promiscuous heap. 

4 When thy rebuke is heard, 
Both horse and car expire ; 

Thou God of Jacob shalt be feared, 
who shall meet thine ire ? 

5 Heaven uttered thy decree, 
Earth, trembling, paused to hear ; 

Soon shall the world thy judgments see, 
Thy saints no more shall fear 

6 Man's wrath shall give thee praise, 
His wrath shall be restrained ! 

A tribute to Jehovah raise, 
From all the world obtained ! 

7 Let all adore his reign, 
And own his peerless worth ! 

The power of chiefs he will restrain, 
And quell the kings of earth. 


843 C. M. Gibbons. 

For American Independence. 

'IIY mighty arm, God, was nigh 
When we our foes assailed ; 
'Tis thou hast raised our honors high. 
And o'er their host prevailed. 

2 The thund'ring horse, the martial band, 
Without thine aid were vain ; 

And vict'ry flies at thy command 
To crown the bright campaign. 


3 Their mounds, their camps, their lofty towers, 
Into our hands are given; 

Not from desert or strength of ours, 
But through the grace of Heaven. 

4 The faithful tablet of our heart 
These mercies shall recoi 

\ nd never thence shall they depart, 
Nor we forget the Lord. 

6 To our young race will we proclaim 

The mercies God has shown ; 
That they may learn to bless his name-, 

And choose him for their own. 

6 Thus, while we sleep in silent dust, 

When threat'ning dangers come, 
Their fathers' God shall be their trust, 

Their refuge, and their home. 

844 C. M. Wreford. 

For the Fourth of July. 

LORD, while for all mankind we pray, 
Of every clime and coast, 
hear us for our native land, — 
The land we love the most ! 

2 guard our shores from every foe, 
With peace our borders bless, 

With prosperous times our cities crown, 
Our fields with plenteousness. 

Z Here may religion shed her light 

On days of rest and toil ; 
And piety and virtue reign, 

And bless our native soil. 

4 Lord of the nations, thus to thee 

Our country we commend ; 
Be thou her refuge and her trust, 

Her everlasting Friend ! 


845 C. M. Brady & Tate 
For the Fourth of July. Psalm xliv. 1-4. 

OLORD, our fathers oft have told 
In our attentive ears, 
Thy wonders in their days performed, 
And elder times than theirs. 

2 'Twas not their courage, nor their sword, 
To them salvation gave ; 

Nor strength, that from uuequal force 
Their fainting troops could save : 

3 But thy right hand and powerful arm, 
Whose succor they implored ; 

Thy presence with the favored race, 
Who thy great name adored. 

4 As thee their God our fathers owned, 
Thou art our sovereign King ; 

0, therefore, as thou didst to them, 
To us deliv'rance bring. 

846 L - M - GoODE 
The patriot's prayer. Psalm cxliv. 12-15. 

LORD, let our vig'rous sons be seen 
Like plants in youthful verdure green :- 
Our daughters virtuous, graceful, fair, 
As columns decked with sculptured care. 

2 Let the rich harvest, from the field, 
To the full floor abundance yield ; 
Our garners filled with varied store, 
The hope and refuge of the poor. 

3 Our teeming ewes, by thousands told.. 
Add their ten thousands to the fold : 
The lab'ring oxen, strong for toil. 
Graze o'er the mead, or work the soil. 

i Then shall no foes irruptive break. 
No tribes their native shores forsake: 


Nor murm'rings through the land resound, 

But sweet content spread all around. 

5 Happy the people thus at rest, 

With laws, and peace, and commerce, blessed 

Then happier we — no good denied, 

Who claim the Lord our God beside ! 


C$47 C. M. Watts. 

For magistrates. 
TITERNAL Sovereign of the sky, 
^j And Lord of all below, 
We mortals to thy majesty 
Our first obedience owe. 

2 Our souls adore thy throne supreme. 
And bless thy providence 

For magistrates of meaner name, 
Our glory and defence. 

3 The acts of pious rulers shine 
With rays above the rest ; 

Where laws and liberties combine, 
The people are made blest. 

4 Nations on firm foundations stand, 
While virtue finds reward ; 

And sinners perish from the land 
By justice and the sword. 

5 Let Caesar's due be ever paid 
To Caesar and his throne, 

But consciences and souls were made 
To be the Lord's alone. 

848 L - M. Watts 

For magistrates. Psalm ci. 

MERCY and judgment are my song ; 
And since they both to thee belong, 
My gracious God, my righteous King, 
To tli^e my songs and vows I bring. 


2 If I am raised to bear the sword, 
I'll take my counsels from thy word; 
Thy justice and thy heavenly grace 
Shall be the pattern of my ways. 

3 Let wisdom all my actions guide, 
And let my God with me reside ; 

No wicked thing shall dwell with me 
Which may provoke thy jealousy. 

4 No sons of slander, rage, and strife, 
Shall be companions of my life ; 

The haughty look, the heart of pride, 
Withia my doors shall ne'er abide. 

5 I'll search the land, and raise the just 
To posts of honor, wealth, and trust ; 
The men who work thy holy will, 

Shall be my friends and fav'rites sj:ill. 

6 In vain shall sinners hope to rise, 
By flatt'ring or malicious lies ; 
And while the innocent I guard, 
The bold offender sha'n't be spared. 

7 The impious crew, that factious band, 
Shall hide their heads, or quit the land ; 
And all who break the public rest, 
Where I have power, shall be suppressed. 

849 C. M. Beddomb 

For a time of general sickness. 

THE Lord in judgment now appears. 
And spreads his wrath abroad ; 
Sinners are filled with boding fears. 
By righteous vengeance awed. 

2 Seized by inveterate disease, 
What crowds of victims fall ! 

Insatiate death relentless preys, 
Nor spares the great or smaL. 



3 Lord, we our sin and guilt confess, 
Yet mercy would implore ; 

To mitigate our sore distress, 
Display thy mighty power. 

4 Say, " 'Tis enough" — and give command, 
Disease shall then retire, 

And rosy health revive our land, 
Now trembling at thine ire. 

850 L - M - Marsh 

Deliverance from sickness. Psalm cvii. 19-22. 

'J~E to Jehovah raised our cry, 
Who heard us in our agony ; 
He sent his word, our souls to save, 
His word redeems us from the grave. 
2 praise Jehovah for his grace, 
His wonders to our guilty race ! 
Your off'rings pay with grateful voice, 
Recount his mercies and rejoice'. 

851 CM. S. Wesley, Sek 
Psalm cxvi. 1-8. 

OTHOU who, when we did complain, 
Didst all our griefs remove ; 
Saviour, do not now disdain 
Our humble praise and love. 

2 Since thou a pitying ear didst give, 
And hear us when we prayed, 

We'll call upon thee while we live, 
And never doubt thy aid. 

3 Pale death, with all his ghastly train, 
Our souls encompassed round ; 

Anguish, and fear, and dread, and pain, 
On every side we found. 

4 To thee, Lord of life, we prayed, 
And did for succor flee : 


save, in our distress we said, 
The souls that trust in thee. 

5 How good thou art ! how large thy grace ! 
How ready to forgive ! 

The helpless thou delight'st to raise ; 
And by thy love we live. 

6 Our eyes no longer drowned in tears, 
Our feet from falling free, 

Redeemed from death and guilty fears, 
Lord ! we'll live to thee ! 

852 C. M. Gibbons. 


HOW hast thou, Lord, in righteous wrath 
Blasted our promised joy! 
The elements obeyed thy nod, 
Our prospects to destroy. 

2 The sun at thy dread order now 
Darts down destructive fires, 

Hills, plains, and vales, are parched with 
And blooming life expires. 

3 Like burnished brass the heaven around 
In angry terrors burns, 

While earth appears a joyless waste, 
And into iron turns. 

4 Pity us, Lord, in our distress, 
Nor with our land contend; 

Bid the avenging skies relent, 
And showers of mercy send. 

853 L. M Gooee. 

Psalm cvii. 33-38. 
TTJHEX guilt lies heavy on the land, 

V V God's works obey his just command ; 
His scorching heat consumes the ground, 
And spreads a wilderness around. 


2 The channel of the copious stream 
Stands dry — nor midst the sultry gleam 
FIoavs the sweet spring ; all nature dies, 
And earth a dreary desert lies. 

3 But when again, his judgments known 
His penitents sui'round his throne, 

With shotvers of blessings from on high, 
His streams the parched grounds supply. 

4 Over the now productive soil 
The husbandman renews his toil ; 
He sows, he plants, and o'er the field 
His vines their fruit and fragrance yield. 

5 'Tis God ! his blessing he commands, 
And spreads abundance o'er the lands ; 
The flocks and herds his hand confess, 
And crowd the fields with vast increase. 

354: C. M. Doddridge. 

After afire. 

ETERNAL God ! our humbled souls 
Before thy presence bow; 
With all thy magazines of wrath, 
How terrible art thou! 

2 Fanned by thy breath, whole sheets of flame 

Do like a deluge pour ; 
And all our confidence of wealth 

Lies ruined in an hour. 

i Led on by thee in horrid pomp, 

Destruction rears its head ; 
A nd blackened walls and smoking heaps 

Through all the streets are spread. 

1 Lord, in the dust we lay us down, 

And mourn thy righteous ire : 
Vet bless the hand of guardian love 

That snatched us from the fire. 


5 may we view with dauntless eyes 

The last tremendous day, 
When earth and seas, and stars and skies, 

In flames shall melt away. 

855 S. M. Gibbons. 

General Thanksgiving. 
rpHROUGH all the lofty sky, 
X Through all th' inferior ground, 
Th' Almighty Maker shines confessed, 
And pours his blessings round. 

2 Each year the teeming earth 

AVith flowers and fruits is crowned ; 
And grass, and herbs, and harvests, grow, 
And send their joys around. 

3 The world- of waters yields 
A rich supply of food, 

And distant lands their treasures send 
Upon the rolling flood. 

4 To serve and bless our land 
The elements conspire : 

And mercies mix themselves with earth, — 
With ocean, air, and fire. 

5 that the sons of men 

To God their songs would raise, 
And celebrate his power and love 
In never-ceasing praise! 

856 L - M - Cottle. 

General Thanksgiving. 
YTTE thank thee, Lord of heaven and earth, 
VV Who hast preserved us from our birth 
Redeemed us oft from death and dread, 
And with thy gifts our table spread. 
2 We thank thee for thy still small voice, 
Which oft has checked our wayward choice ; 


For life preserved, for senses clear, 

And for our friendships, doubly dear. 

3 Thy providence has been our stay, 

When^ther helps were far away; 

Our constant guide through every stagfo. 

From infancy to riper age. 

i How shall we half our task fulfil? 

We thank thee for thy mind and will, 

For present joys, for blessings past, , 

And for the hope of heaven at last. 


857 7s. C. Weslei. 


LORD, whom winds and seas obey, 
Guide us through the wat'ry way; 
In the hollow of thy hand 
Hide, and bring us safe to land. 

2 Jesus, let our faithful mind 
Rest, on thee alone reclined ; 
Every anxious thought repress, 
Keep our souls in perfect peace. 

3 Keep the souls whom now we leave ; 
Bid them to each other cleave ; 

Bid them walk on life's rough sea; 
Bid them come by faith to thee. 

4 Save, till all these tempests end, 
All who on thy love depend : 
Waft our happy spirits o'er: 
Land us on the heavenly shore. 

858 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley. 


LORD of earth, and air, and sea. 
Supreme in power and grace. 


Dnder thy protection we 

Our souls and bodies place. 
Bold an unknown land to try, 

We launch into the foaming deep , 
Rocks, and storms, and deaths, defy. 

With Jesus in the ship. 
2 Who the calm can understand 

In a believer's breast? 
In the hollow of His hand 

Our souls securely rest : 
Winds may rise, and seas may roar, 

Y»*e on his love our spirit stay ; 
Him with quiet joy adore 

Whom winds and seas obey. 

859 L. M. C. Wesley. 


LORD of the wide, extensive main, 
Whose power the wind, the sea, controls. 
Whose hand doth earth and heaven sustain, 

Whose Spirit leads believing souls : • 

2 'Tis here thy unknown paths we trace, 

Which dark to human eyes appear ; 
While through the mighty waves we pass, 

Faith only sees that God is here. 
8 Throughout the deep thy footsteps shine, 

We own thy way is in the sea, 
O'erawed by majesty Divine, 

And lost in thine immensity. 
i Thy wisdom here we learn t' adore, 

Thine everlasting truth we prove ; 
Amazing heights of boundless power, 

Unfathomable depths of love. 

860 L - M. 0. Wesley. 


TNF1NITE God ! thy greatness spanned 
These heavens, and meted out the skies : 


Lo ! in the hollow of thy hand 

The measured waters sink and rise ! 

2 Thee to perfection who can tell ! 
Earth and her sons beneath thee lie, 

Lighter than dust within thy scale. 
And less than nothing in thine eye. 

3 Yet, in thy Son, divinely great, 
We claim thy providential care ; 

Boldly we stand before thy seat, 
Our Advocate hath placed us there. 

4 With him we are gone up on high, 
Since he is ours, and we are his ; 

With him we reign above the sky, 
We walk upon our subject seas. 

861 L. M. Cushman. 

The seaman's Friend. 

OTHOU whose wisdom gives a path 
To man upon the trackless sea, 
Whose power controls the ocean's wrath, 

We raise our fervent prayers to thee : 
To thee whom once in human form 

A bark of Galilee conveyed ; 
Whose voice assuaged the raging storm 
When sinking seamen sought thine aid. 

2 0, when the sailor leaves the home 
A wife or mother's love hath blessed, 

A.nd spreads his sail through climes to roam 
Where storms draw life from ocean's breast, — 

Be near his bark in danger's hour, 
To hear the prayer that shall ascend ; 

And guard him from the tempest's power; 
And be, as erst, the seaman's Friend. 

3 But more, when passion's gust would harm. 
Or pleasure's smooth deceitful flood. 


Be near to break the syren's charm; 

And be the tempted sailor's God. 
Teach him to steer by Bethleh'm's Star ; 

That brightest star of heaven's host, 
That shines and guides from danger far, 

Though every other light be lost. 

S6'2 L - M. H - Knooi Whjtj. 

Star of Bethlehem. 
TT"HE.\ marshalled on the nightly plain, 
VV The glitt'ring host bestud the sky, 
One star alone of all the train 

Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye. 
Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, 

From every host, from every gem ; 
But one alone the Saviour speaks, 

It is the Star of Bethlehem. 
2 Once on the raging seas I rode ; 

The storm was loud, the night was dark, 
The ocean yawned and rudely blowed 

The wind that tossed my found'ring bark 
Deep horror then my vitals froze ; 

Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem; 
When suddenly a star arose, 

It was the Star of Bethlehem. 
•3 It was my guide, my light, my all; 

It bade my dark foreboding cease : 
And, through the storm and danger's thrall, 

It led me to the port of peace. 
Now, safely moored, my perils o'er, 

I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 
For ever, and for evermore, 

The Star ! — the Star of Bethlehem ! 

863 L. M. C, Wesley, 

Calm in the storm. 

G\ LORY to Thee, whose powerful word 
\ Bids the tempest'ous winds arise! 


Glory to thee, the sovereign Lord 

Of air, and earth, and sea, and skies ! 

2 Let air, and earth, and skies, obey, 
And seas thine awful will perform : 

From them we learn to own thy sway, 
And shout to meet the gath'ring storm. 

3 What though the floods lift up their voice, 
Thou hearest, Lord, our louder cry; 

They cannot damp thy children's joys. 
Or shake the soul when God is nigh. 

4 Headlong we cleave the yawning deep, 
And back to highest heaven are borne, 

Unmoved, though rapid whirlwinds sweep, 
And all the wat'ry world upturn. 

5 Roar on, ye waves ! our souls defy 
Your roaring to disturb our rest ; 

tn vain t' impair the calm ye try, 
The calm in a believer's breast 

6 Rage, while our faith the Saviour tries, 
Thou sea, the servant of his will ; 

Rise, while our God permits thee rise, 
But fall when he shall say, Be still 1 

864 l 2s - Heber. 

"Save, Lord, or we perish!" 

WHEN through the torn sail the wild tem- 
pest is streaming, 
When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is 

Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish. 
We fly to our Maker : "Save, Lord, or we perish!' 5 
I Jesus ! once tossed on the breast of the 

Aroused by the shriek of despair from thy pillow, 
Now, — seated in glory, — the mariner cherish, 
Who cries in his danger — " Save, Lord, or we 

perish !" 


3 And ! when the whirlwind of passion is 

When hell in our heart his wild warfare is 

Arise in thy strength, thy redeemed to cherish, 
Rebuke the destroyer — "Save, Lord, or we 


865 10,5,11. C. Weslev. 

Deliverance from shipwreck. 

ALL praise to the Lord, Who rules with a word 
The untractable sea, 
And limits its rage by his steadfast decree : 
Whose providence binds Or releases the winds, 

And compels them again 
At his beck to put on the invisible chain. 
2 E'en now he hath heard Our cry, and appeared 

On the face of the deep, 
And commanded the tempest its distance to 

His piloting hand Hath brought us to land, 

And, no longer distressed, 
We are joyful again in the haven to rest. 
3 that all men would raise His tribute of praise, 

His goodness declare, 
And thankfully sing of his fatherly care ! 
With rapture approve His dealings of love, 

And the wonders proclaim 
Performed by the virtue of Jesus's name. 

S66 . C. M. Addisos 

Thanhs for preservation. 

HOW are thy servants blessed, Lord, 
How sure is their defence ! 
Eternal Wisdom is their guide, 

Their help, Omnipotence ! 
2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, 
Supported by thy care, 


Through burning climes they pass unhurt, 
And breathe in tainted air. 

3 When by the dreadful tempest borne, 
High on the broken wave, 

T^hey know thou art not slow to hear, 
Nor impotent to save. 

4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, 
Obedient to thy will : 

The sea, that roars at thy command, 
At thy command is still. 

5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, 
Thy goodness we'll adore. 

We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, 
And humbly hope for more. 

6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life, 
Thy sacrifice shall be ; 

And death, when death shall be our lot, 
Shall join our souls to thee. 

867 L - M. Marsh 

Psalm cvii. 23-32. 
IT^HO to the sea in ships descend, 
VV And mid the waves their business tend, 
There see Jehovah's works abound, 
His wonders in the vast profound. 

2 He speaks. The tempest's breath is stirred ; 
The swelling billows hear his word : 

They climb to heaven; they sink to hell; 
Danger and woe their spirit quell. 

3 They stagger, and, like drunkards, reel; 
Baffled the seaman's art they feel: 

They to Jehovah raise their cry; 
He saves them from their agony. 

4 The stormy deep he deigns to soothe, 
The agitated wave is smooth: 

They hail the end of ail their woes, 
And in the destined port repose. 


5 praise Jehovah for his grace, 
His 'wonders to our wretched race ! 
His mercies to his Church proclaim, 
And mid the elders praise his name ! 

3 63 6,6,6,6,8,8. Topladt- 

The spiritual voyage. 

JESUS ! at thy command 
I launch into the deep, 
And leave my native land, 
Where sin lulls all asleep : 
For thee I would the, -world resign, 
And sail to heaven with thee and thine. 

2 Thou art my Pilot wise ; 
My compass is thy word : 

My soul each storm defies, 
While I have such a Lord ! 
I trust thy faithfulness and power 
To save me in the trying hour. 

3 Though rocks and quicksands deep 
Through all my passage lie, 

Yet Christ will safely keep 
And guide me with his eye : 
My anchor, hope, shall firm abide, 
And I each boist'rous storm outride. 

4 By faith I see the land, 
The port of endless rest : 

My soul, thy sails expand, 
And fly to Jesus' breast ! 
may I reach the heavenly shore, 
Where winds and waves distress no more 

5 Come, Holy Ghost, and blow 
A prosp'rous gale of grace ! 

Waft me from all below 

To heaven, my destined place. 
Then, in full sail, my port I'll find, 
And leave the world and sin behind. 



Communion o£ %Kints. 

869 S. M. C. Wesley. 

Opening the exercises. 

JESUS, we look to thee, 
Thy promised presence claim; 
Thou in the midst of us shalt be, 

Assembled in thy name : 
Thy name salvation is, 

Which here we come to prove ; 
Thy name is life, and health, and peace, 
And everlasting love. 

2 Not in the name of pride 

Or selfishness we meet, 
From nature's paths we turn aside, 

And worldly thoughts forget: 
We meet the grace to take, 

Which thou hast freely given; 
We meet on earth for thy dear sake, 

That we may meet in heaven. 

8 Present we know thou art , 

But, 0, thyself reveal ! 
Now, Lord, let every bounding heart 

The mighty comfort feel ! 
G may thy quick'ning voice 

The death of sin remove ; 
And bid our inmost souls rejoice 

In hope of perfect love ! 


870 10,10,11,11. C. Wesley. 
Opening the exercises. 

APPOINTED by thee, We meet in thy name, 
And meekly agree To follow the Lamb, 
To trace thy example, The world to disdain, 
And constantly trample On pleasure and pain. 

2 Rejoicing in hope, We humbly go on, 
And daily take up The pledge of our crown ; 
In doing and bearing The will of our Lord, 
We still are preparing To meet our reward. 

3 Jesus, appear ! No longer delay 
To sanctify here, And bear us away : 

The end of our meeting On earth let us see, 
Triumphantly sitting In glory with thee ! 

871 7s. C. Wesley. 

Opening the exercises. 

r\ LORY be to God above, 

VX God from whom all blessings flow ; 

Make we mention of his love, 

Publish we his praise below : 
Called together by his grace, 

We are met in Jesus' name ; 
See with joy each other's face, 

Foll'wers of the bleeding Lamb. 

2 Let us, then, sweet counsel take, 

How to make our calling sure, — 
Our election how to make, 

Past the reach of hell, secure : 
Build we each the other up ; 

Pray we for our faith's increase, 
Solid comfort, settled hope, 

Constant joy, and lasting peace. 


3 More and more let love abound : 
Let us never, never rest, 

Till we are in Jesus found, 

Of our paradise possessed : 
He removes the flaming sword. 

Calls us back, from Eden driven : 
To bis image here restored, 

Soon he takes us up to heaven! 

872 C. M. C. Weslbt. 

Opening the exercises. 

ALL praise to our redeeming Lord, 
Who joins us by his grace, 
And bids us, each to each restored, 
Together seek his face. 

2 He bids us build each other up ; 

And, gathered into one, 
To our high calling's glorious hope, 

We hand in hand go on. 

8 The gift which he on one bestows, 

We all delight to prove, 
The grace through every vessel flows, 

In purest streams of love. 

4 E'en now we think and speak the same, 
And cordially agree, 

United all through Jesus' name 
In perfect harmony. 

5 We all partake the joy of one, 
The common peace we feel, 

A peace to sensual minds unknown ; 
A joy unspeakable. 

6 And if our fellowship below 
In Jesus be so sweet, 

What height of rapture shall we know 
When round his throne we meetl 


£73 L. ML. C. Wesley. 

Opening the exercises. 
QAVIOUK of all, to thee ve bow, 
ij And own thee faithful to thy -word: ' 
\Ve hear thy voice, and open now 
Our hearts to entertain our Lord. 

2 Cone in, come in, thou heavenly Guest, 
Deligbt in what thyself hast given : 

On thy own gifts and graces feast, 

And make the contrite heart thy heaven. 

3 Smell the sweet odor of our prayers, 
Our sacrifice of praise approve ; 

And treasure up our gracious tears, 
And rest in thy redeeming love. 

4 let us on thy fulness feed ! 

And eat thy flesh, and drink thy blood ! 
Jesus, thy blood is drink indeed, 
Jesus, thy flesh is angels' food. 

874- 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesley, 

Opening the exercises. 

THOU God of truth and love, 
We seek thy perfect way, 
Ready thy choice t' approve, 
Thy providence t' obey ; 
Enter into thy wise design, 
And sweetly lose our will in thine. 

2 Why hast thou cast our lot 
In the same age and place? 

And why together brought 
To see each other's face ? 
To join with softest sympathy, 
And mix our friendly souls in thee? 

3 Surety thou didst unite 
Our kindred spirits here, 



That all hereafter might 
Before thy throne appear : 
Meet at the marriage of the Lamb, 
And all thy gracious love proclaim. 
4 Then let us ever bear 

The blessed end in view, 
And join with mutual care 
To fight our passage through ; 
And kindly help each other on, 
Till all receive the starry crown. 

875 S. M. C. Wesley. 

Opening the exercises. 
IAVIOUR of sinful men, 

Thy goodness we proclaim, 
Which brings us here to meet again, 

And triumph in thy name : 
Thy mighty name hath been 

Our safeguard and our tower ; 
Hath saved us from the world and sin, 
And all th' accuser's power. 

2 Jesus, take all the praise, 
That still on earth we live, 

Unspotted in so foul a place, 

And innocently grieve : 
We shall from Sodom flee, 

When perfected in love ; 
And haste to better company 

Who wait for us above. 

3 Awhile in flesh disjoined, 
Our friends that went before 

We soon in paradise shall find, 

And meet to part no more : 
In yon thrice happy seat, 

Waiting for us they are ; 
And thou shalt there a husband meet I 

And I a parent there ! 


B76 s - ML CL Wesley. 


OWHAT a mighty change 
Shall Jesus' suff'rers know, 
While o'er the happy plains they range, 

Incapable of woe ! 
No ill-requited love 

Shall there our spirits wound: 
No base ingratitude above — 
No sin in heaven is found. 

2 There all our griefs are spent ! 
There all our sorrows end : 

We cannot there the fall lament 

Of a departed friend ! — 
A brother dead to God, 

By sin, alas ! undone : 
No father there, in passion loud, 

Cries, "0 my son! my son!" 

3 No slightest touch of pain, 
Nor sorrow's least alloy, 

Can violate our rest, or stain 

Our purity of joy ! 
In that eternal day 

No clouds or tempests rise : 
There gushing tears are wiped away 

For ever from our eyes. 

377 7s. C. Wesley. 


COME, and let us sweetly join, 
Christ to praise in hymns divine : 
Give we all with one accord 
Glory to our common Lord ; 
Hands, and hearts, and voices, raise; 
Sing as in the ancient days ; 


Antedate the joys above; 
Celebrate the feast of love. 

2 Strive we, in affection strive: 
Let the purer flame revive, 
Such as in the martyrs glowed, 
Dying champions for their God. 
We for Christ, our Master, stand, 
Lights in a benighted land ; 

We our dying Lord confess, 
We are Jesus' witnesses. 

3 AVitnesses that Christ hath died: 
We with him are crucified : 

Christ hath burst the bands of death, 
We his quick'ning Spirit breathe: 
Christ is now gone up on high; 
Thither all our wishes fly : — 
Sits at God's right hand above; 
There with him we reign in love ! 

878 7s. C. Wesley. 


COME, thou high and lofty Lord ! 
Lowly, meek, incarnate Word : 
Humbly stoop to earth again ; 
Come and visit abject man! 
Jesus, dear expected guest, 
Thou art bidden to the feast: 
For thyself our hearts prepare : 
Come, and sit, and banquet there ! 
2 Jesus, we thy promise claim: 
We are met in thy great name : 
In the midst do thou appeal*, 
Manifest thy presence here ! 
Sanctify us, Lord, and bless ! 
Breathe thy Spirit, give thy peace; 
Thou thyself within us move : 
Make our feast a feast of love. 


3 Make us all in thee complete ; 
Make us all for glory meet, — 
Meet t' appear before thy sight, 
Partners with the saints in light. 
Call, call us each by name, 
To the marriage of the Lamb : 
Let us lean upon thy breast; 
Love be there our endless feast ! 

879 7s. C. Wesley. 

LET us join, ('tis God commands,) 
Let us join our hearts and hands : 
Help to gain our calling's hope, 
Build we each the other up : 
Still forget the things behind, 
Follow Christ, in heart and mind ; 
Toward the mark unwearied press, 
Seize the crown of righteousness. 

2 Plead we thus for faith alone, 
Faith which by our works is shown: 
God it is who justifies ; 

Only faith the grace applies — 
Active faith that lives within ; 
Conquers earth, and hell, and sin ; 
Sanctifies, and makes us whole ; 
Forms the Saviour in the soul. 

3 Let us for this faith contend: 
Sure salvation is its end : 
Heaven already is begun, 
Everlasting life is won. 

Only let us persevere, 
Till we see our Lord appear , 
Never from the Rock remove, 
Saved by faith, which works by love 


880 7s - c - Wesley. 

TTTHILE we walk with God in light, 
VV God our hearts doth still unite ; 
Dearest fellowship we prove, 
Fellowship in Jesus' love : 
Sweetly each with each combined, 
In the bonds of duty joined, 
Feels the cleansing blood applied, 
Daily feels that Christ hath died. 

2 Still, Lord, our faith increase ; 
Cleanse from all unrighteousness : 
Thee th' unholy cannot see: 
Make, make us meet for thee : 
Every vile affection kill ; 

Root out every seed of ill ; 

Utterly abolish sin ; 

Write thy law of love within. 

3 Hence may all our actions flow, 
Love the proof that Christ we know : 
Mutual love the token be, 

Lord, that we belong to thee : 
Love, thine image, love impart ! 
Stamp it on our face and heart! 
Only love to us be given ! 
Lord, we ask no other heaven. 

^81 L - M - c - Weslei 

Admission into the Church. 

BRETHREN in Christ, and well beloved. 
To Jesus and his servants dear, 
Enter, and show yourselves approved, 

Ente*\ and find that God is here. 
2 Welcome from earth : lo, the right hand 

Of fellowship to you we give ! 
With open hearts and hands we stand. 
And you in Jesus' name receive. 


3 Say, are your hearts resolved as ours ? 
Tnen let them burn -with, sacred love, 

Then let them taste the heavenly powers, 
Partakers of the >oys above. 

4 Jesus, attend; thyself reveal! 
Are we not met in thy great name ? 

Ihee in the midst we wait to feel, 
We wait to catch the spreading flame 

5 Truly our fellowship below, 
With thee and with the Father is : 

In thee eternal life we know, 
And heaven's unutterable bliss. 

882 0. M. Doddridge 

Admission into the Church. 

INQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way 
That leads to Sion's hill, 
And thither set your steady face, 
With a determined will. 

2 Invite the strangers all around 
Your pious march to join; 

And spread the sentiments you feel 
Of faith and love divine. 

3 come, and to his temple haste, 
And seek his favor there ; 

Before his footstool humbly bow, 
And pour your fervent prayer. 

4 come, and join your souls to God 
In everlasting bands ; 

Accept the blessings he bestows, 
With thankful hearts and hands. 

383 10,11,10,11. Gambold. 

" Come thou with ws" — 

OTELL me no more Of this world's vain stor6, 
The time for such trifles with me now is o'er : 


A country I've found Where true joys abound, 
To dwell I'm determined on that happy ground. 

2 The souls that believe, In paradise live, 
And me in that number will Jesus receive : 
My soul, don't delay — He calls thee away. 
Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless the glad day. 

3 No mortal doth know What he can bestow, 
What light, strength, and comfort — go after 

him, go : 
Lo, onward I move To a city above, 
None guesses how wondrous my journey will 


4 Great spoils I shall win From death, hell, 

and sin, 
Midst outward afflictions shall feel Christ within ; 
And when I'm to die, Receive me, I'll cry, 
For Jesus hath loved me, I cannot tell why. 

5 But this I do find, We two are so joined, 
He'll not live in glory and leave me behind : 
So this is the race I'm running through grace, 
Henceforth — till admitted to see my Lord's 


6 And now I'm in care, My neighbors may 

These blessings : to seek them will none of you 

dare ? 
in bondage, why, And death will you lie, 
When one here assures you free grace is so 


S84 7s. Montgomery 

Joining the Church. 

PEOPLE of the living God, 
I have sought the world around, 
Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 

Peace and comfort nowhere found : 


Now to you my spirit turns — 
Turns, a fugitive unblessed : 

Brethren, where your altar burns, 
! receive me into rest. 

2 Lonely, I no longer roam, 

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave? 
Where you dwell shall be my home, 

Where you die shall be my grave ; 
Mine the God whom you adore, 

Your Redeemer shall be mine ; 
Earth can fill my soul no more, 

Every idol I resign. 

3 Tell me not of gain or loss, 
Ease, enjoyment, pomp, or power: 

Welcome poverty and cross, 

Shame, reproach, affliction's hour: 

" Follow me :" I know thy voice ; 
Jesus, Lord, thy steps I see ; 

Now I take thy yoke by choice ; 
Light thy burden now to me. 

885 S. M. Muhlenberg. 

Entering the ark. 
IKE Noah's weary dove, 

L 1 

That soared the earth around, 
But not a resting-place above 
The cheerless waters found, — 

2 cease, my wand'ring soul, 
On restless wing to roam ; 

All the wide world, to either pole, 
Has not for thee a home. 

3 Behold the ark of God. 
Behold the open door ; 

Hasten to gain that dear abode, 
And rove, my soul, no more. 


4 There, safe shalt thou abide, 
There, sweet shall be thy rest, 

And every longing satisfied, 
AVith full salvation blessed. 

BB6 C. M. Beddone. 

Joining the Church. — The vow. 

WITNESS, ye men and angels, now, 
Before the Lord we speak ; 
To him we make our solemn vow, 
A vow we dare not break — 

2 That long as life itself shall last, 
Ourselves to Christ we yield ; 

Nor from his cause will we depart, 
Or ever quit the field. 

3 We trust not in our native strength, 
But on his grace rely, 

That with returning wants, the Lord 
Will all our need supply. 

4 guide our doubtful feet aright, 
And keep us in thy ways ; 

And while we turn our vows to prayers, 
Turn thou our praj-ers to praise. 

337 S. M. Dwight. 

Psalm sxxxvii. 5, 6. 

I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, 
The house of thine abode, 
The Church our blest Redeemer bought 
With his own precious blood. 

2 I love thy Church, God! 

Her walls before thee stand, 
Dear as the apple of thine eye, 

And graven on thy hand. 


3 If e'er to bless her sons 
My voice or hands deny, 

These hands let useful skill forsake, 
This voice in silence die. 

4 If e'er my heart forget 
Her welfare, or her woe, 

Let every joy this heart forsake, 
And every grief o'erflow. 

5 For her my tears shall fall, 
For her my prayers ascend 

To her my cares and toils be given, 
Till toils and cares shall end. 

G Beyond my highest joy 

I prize her heavenly ways, 
Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 

Her hymns of love and praise. 

888 C. M. C. WESLEY. 

" Ye are come unto Mount Sion." 

HAPPY the souls to Jesus joined, 
And saved by grace alone : 
Walking in all his ways, they find 
Their heaven on earth begun. 

2 The Churoh triumphant in thy love, 
Their mighty joys we know: 

They sing the Lamb in hymns above, 
And we in hymns below. 

S Thee, in thy glorious realm, they praise, 

And bow before thy throne ; 
We, in the kingdom of thy grace : 

The kingdoms are but one. 

4 The holy to the holiest leads ; 

Prom thence our spirits rise ; 
And he that in thy statutes treads, 

Shall meet thee in the skies. 


389 C. M. Doddridge 

Malachi iii. 16, 17. 

rPHE Lord on mortal worms looks down 
1 From his celestial throne ; 
And when the wicked swarm around, 
He well discerns his own. 

2 He sees the tender hearts, that mourn 
The scandals of the times, 

And join their efforts to oppose 
The wide-prevailing crimes. 

3 Low to the social band he bows 
His still attentive ear; 

And, while his angels sing around. 
Delights their voice to hear. 

4 The chronicles of heaven shall keep 
Their words in transcript fair : 

In the Redeemer's book of life 
Their names recorded are. 

5 "Yes," saith the Lord, "the world shall 

These humble souls are mine ; 
These, when my jewels I produce, 
Shall in full lustre shine. 

6 "When deluges of fiery wrath 
My foes away shall bear, 

That hand which strikes the wicked througb 
Shall all my children spare." 

890 E. M. C. Wesley. 

For the mourners in Zion. 

OLET the pris'ners' mournful cries 
As incense in thy sight appear! 
Their humble waitings pierce the skies, 
If haply they may feel thee near. 


2 The captive exiles make their moans, 
From sin impatient to be free : 

Call home, call home thy banished ones ! 
Lead captive their captivity ! 

3 Show them the blood that bought their peace, 
The anchor of their steadfast hope; 

And bid their guilty terrors cease, 
And bring the ransomed pris'ners up. 

4 Out of the deep regard their cries, 
The fallen raise, the mourners cheer ; 

Sun of righteousness, arise, 
And scatter all their doubt and fear ! 

5 Pity the day of feeble things ; 
gather every halting soul ! 

And drop salvation from thy wings, 
And make the contrite sinner whole. 

891 L. M. C. Wesley. 

For the lambs of the flock. 

AUTHOR of faith, we seek thy face, 
For all who feel thy work begun : 
Confirm, and strengthen them in gracj, 
And bring thy feeblest children on. 

2 Thou seest their wants, thou know"st their 

Be mindful of thy youngest care ; 
Be tender of the new-born lambs. 
And gently in thy bosom bear. 

3 The lion roaring for his prey, 
With rav'ning wolves on every side, 

Watch over them to tear and slay, 
If found one moment from their Guide. 

4 In safety lead thy little flock ! 

From hell, the world, and sin, secure ; 
And set their feet upon the rock, 
And make in thee their goings sure. 


892 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Safety in union. 

JESUS, great Shepherd of the sheep, 
To thee for help we fly: 
Thy little flock in safety keep ! 
For 0, the wolf is nigh ! 

2 He comes, of hellish malice full, 
To scatter, tear, and slay; 

He seizes every straggling soul 
As his own lawful prey. 

3 Us into thy protection take, 
And gather with thy arm: 

Unless the fold we first forsake, 
The wolf can never harm. 

4 We laugh to scorn his cruel power, 
While by our Shepherd's side : 

The sheep he never can devour, 
Unless he first divide. 

5 do not suffer him to part 
The souls that here agree ; 

But make us of one mind and heart, 
And keep us one in thee ! 

6 Together let us sweetly live, 
Together let us die ; 

And each a starry crown receive, 
And reign above the sky. 

&*i}3 C. M. C. Wesley 

United in Christ. 
ESUS, united by thy grace, 
And each to each endeared, 
With confidence we seek thy face, 
And know our prayer is heard. 

Still let us own our common Lord ; 
And bear thine easy yoke ; 

J ] 


A band of love, a threefold cord, 
Which never can be broke. 

3 Make us into one spirit drink; 
Baptize into thy name ; 

And let us always kindly think, 
And sweetly speak the same. 

4 Touched by the loadstone of thy love, 
Let all our hearts agree ; 

And ever toward each other move, 
And ever move toward thee. 

5 To thee inseparably joined, 
Let all our spirits cleave : 

may we all the loving mind 
That was in thee receive ! 

6 This is the bond of perfectness, 
The spotless charity : 

let us (still we pray) possess 
The mind that was in thee ! 

7 Grant this, and then from all below 
Insensibly remove : 

Our souls the change shall scarcely know, 
Made perfect first in love ! 

8 With ease our souls thro' death shall glide 
Into their paradise ; 

And thence on wings of angels ride, 
Triumphant through the skies. 

9 Yet "when the fullest joy is given 
The same delight we prove : 

In earth, in paradise, in heaven, 
Our all in all is love. 

894 7s. C. Weslbt 

United in love. 

FATHER, at thy footstool see 
Those who now are one in thee ! 


Draw us by thy grace alone : 
Give, give us to thy Son. 

2 Jesus, Friend of human kind, 
Let us in thy name be joined; 
Each to each unite and bless, 
Keep us still in perfect peace. 

3 Heavenly, all-alluring Dove, 
Shed thy overshadowing love; 
Love, the sealing grace, impart; 
Dwell within our single heart. 

4 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
Be to us what Adam lost : 

Let us in thine image rise ; 
Give us back our paradise ! 

895 7s. C. Wesley 

"The unity of the Spirit" — 

pHRIST, from whom all blessings flow, " 

\J Perfecting the saints below, 

Hear us who thy nature share, 

Who thy mystic body are. 

Join us, in one spirit join, 

Let us still receive of thine : 

Still for more on thee we call, 

Thou who fillest all in all ! 

2 Move, and actuate, and guide * 
Divers gifts to each divide : 
Placed according to thy will, 
Let us all our work fulfil : 
Never from our office move. 
Needful to each other prove ; — 
Use the grace on each bestowed, 
Tempered by the art of God ! 

3 Sweetly may we all agree, 
Touched with softest sympathy ; 


Kindly for each other care ; 
Every member feel its share. 
Many are we now and one, 
We who Jesus have put on : 
Names, and sects, and parties, fall : 
Thou, Christ, art all in all. 

G 1 

896 L - ^ L c Lesley. 

i In the bond of peace" 
ITER of peace and unity, 

Send down thy mild, pacific Dove : 
We all shall then in one agree, 
And breathe the spirit of thy love. 

2 We all shall think and speak the same 
Delightful lesson of thy grace, 

One undivided Christ proclaim, 
And jointly glory in thy praise. 

3 let us take a softer mould, 
Blended and gathered into thee ; 

Under one Shepherd make one fold, 
Where all is love and harmony. 

4 Regard thine own eternal prayer, 
And send a peaceful answer down ; 

To us thy Father's name declare : 
Unite and perfect us in one ! 

5 So shall the world believe and know 
That God hath sent thee from above. 

When thou art seen in us below, 
And every soul displays thy love. 

9 7 6,6,6,6,8,8. C Wesley. 

Psalm cxxxiii. 

BEHOLD how good a thing 
It is to dwell in peace ; 
How pleasing to our King 
This fruit of righteousness: 


When brethren all in one agree, 
Who knows the joys of unity! 

2 Where unity is found, 
The sweet anointing grace 

Extends to all around, 

And consecrates the plaoe ; 
To every waiting soul it comes, 
And fills it with divine perfumes. 

3 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
For us the gift received ; 

For us and all the rest, 
Who have in him believed : 
Forth from our Head the blessing goes, 
And all his seamless coat o'erflows. 

4 From Aaron's beard it rolls, 
(Those nearest to his face,) 

To humble, trembling souls, 
Who feebly sue for grace — 
I know the grace for all is free, 
For, lo ! it reaches now to me. 

898 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesley 


G1 RACE every morning new, 
X And every night, we feel, 
The soft, refreshing dew 
That falls on Hermon's hill! 
On Sion it doth sweetly fall ; 
The grace of one descends on all. 

2 ten now our xjora aotn pour 

The blessing from above, 
A kindly, gracious shower 
Of heart-reviving love ; 
The former and the latter rain, 
The love of God and love of man, 


8 In him when brethren join, 

And follow after peace, 
The fellowship divine 
He promises to bless, 
His choicest graces to bestow, 
Where two or three are met below. 
4 The riches of his grace 
In fellowship are given 
To Sion's chosen race, 
The citizens of heaven : 
He fills them with the choicest store, 
He gives them life for evermore. 

S99 C. M. Watts. 

Psalm cxxxiii. 

10 ! what an entertaining sight 
j Are brethren who agree ! 
Brethren whose cheerful hearts unite 
In bands of piety ! 

2 When streams of love, from Christ the spring, 
Descend to every soul, 

And heavenly peace, with balmy wing, 
Shades and bedews the whole : 

3 'Tis like the oil, divinely sweet, 
On Aaron's rev'rend head ; 

The trickling drops perfumed his feet, 
And o'er his garments spread. 

4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews 
That fall on Zion's hill ; 

Where God his mildest glory shows, 
And makes his grace distil 

900 C. M. 0. Wesley. 

"See how these Christians love." 

&IVEE, of concord, Prince of peace, 
Meek, lamb-like Son of God. 


Bid our unruly passions cease, 
By thy atoning blood. 

2 Rebuke our rage, our passions chide, 
Our stubborn wills control, 

Beat down our wrath, root out our pride, 
And calm our troubled soul 

3 Subdue in us the carnal mind, 
Its enmity destroy, 

With cords of love our spirits bind, 
And melt us into joy. 

4 Us into closest union draw, 
And in our inward parts 

Let kindness sweetly write her law, 
And love command our hearts. 

5 Saviour, look down with pitying eyes, 
Our jarring wills control, 

Let cordial, kind affections rise, 
And harmonize the soul. 

6 let us find the ancient way, 
Our wond'ring foes to move, 

And force the heathen world to say, 
" See how these Christians love!" 

901 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Thanks for preserving grace. 

JESUS, to thee our hearts we lift, 
May all our hearts with love o'erflow ! 
With thanks for thy continued gift, 

That still th y gracious name we know : 
Retain our sense of sin forgiven, 
And wait for all our inward heaven. 

2 What mighty troubles hast thou shown 
Thy feeble, tempted foll'wers here J 

We have through fire and water gone ; — 
But saw thee on the floods appear, — 


But felt thee present in the flame, 
And shouted our Deliv'rer's name. 

3 Thou who hast kept us to this hour, 
keep us faithful to the end — 

When, robed in majesty and power, 
Our Jesus shall from heaven descend, 

His friends and witnesses to own, 

And seat us on his glorious throne. 

002 7s. C. Wesley. 

Cleaving to God. 

OD of love, that hear'st the prayer, 
JT Kindly for thy people care, 
Who on thee alone depend: 
Love us, save us to the end. 


2 Save us in the prosp'rous hour, 
From the flatt'ring tempter's power; 
From his unsuspected wiles, 

From the world's pernicious smiles. 

3 Men of worldly, low design, 
Let not these thy people join, 
Poison our simplicity, 

Drag us from our trust m thee. 

4 Save us from the great and wise, 
Till they sink in their own eyes, 
Tamely to thy yoke submit. 

Lay their honors at thy feet. 

5 Never let the world break in, 
Fix a mighty gulf between ; 
Keep us little and unknown, 
Prized and loved by God alone. 

6 Let us still to thee look up, 

Thee, thy Israel's strength and hope. 
Nothing know, or seek beside 
Jesus, and him crucified. 


903 8,8,6. C. Wkslei. 

Mutual aid. 

(^OME, wisdom, power, and grace Divine, 
J Come, Jes-as, in thy name to join 
A happy chosen band, 
Who fain would prove thine utmost will, 
And all thy righteous laws fulfil, 
In love's benign command. 

2 If pure essential love thou art, 
Thy nature into every heart, 

Thy loving self, inspire : 
Bid all our simple souls be one, 
United in a bond unknown, 

Baptized with heavenly fire. 

3 Still may we to our centre tend, 

To spread thy praise our common end, 

To help each other on ; 
Companions through the wilderness ; 
To share a moment's pain, and seize 

An everlasting crown. 

904 C. M. C. Wesley 

Mutual aid. 

ri^RY us, God, and search the ground 
J_ Of every sinful heart : 
Whate'er of sin in us is found, 
bid it all depart ! 

2 When to the right or left we stray, 
Leave us not comfortless ; 

But guide our feet, into the way 
Of everlasting peace. 

3 Help us to help each other, Lord. 
Each other's cross to bear : 

Let each his fi iendly aid afford, 
And feel his brother's care. 


4 Help us to build each other up, 
Our little stock improve : 

Increase our faith, confirm our hope, 
And perfect us in love. 

5 Up into thee, our living Head, 
Let us in all things grow ; 

Till thou hast made us free indeed, 
And spotless here below. 

6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, 
Receive thy ready bride : 

Give us in heaven a happy lot 
With all the sanctified. 

905 11,9. C. Weslet 

The heavenly banquet. 

C10ME, let us ascend, My companion and 
/< friend, 

To a taste of the banquet above : 
If thy heart be as mine, If for Jesus it pine, 
Come up into the chariot of love. 

2 Who in Jesus confide, We are bold to outride 

All the storms of affliction beneath ; 
With the prophet we soar To the heavenly shore, 
And outfly all the arrows of death. 

3 By faith we are come to our permanent home, 

And by hope we the rapture improve : 
By love we still rise, And look down on the skies. 

For the heavan of heavens is love. 
i Who on earth oan conceive How happy wc 

In the palace of God, the great King ! 
What a concert of praise, When our Jesus's 

The whole heavenly company sing! 
5 Hallelujah they cry, To the King of the sky. 

To the great everlasting I AM 


To the Lamb that was slain, And that liveth 
Hallelujah to God and the Lamb ! 
6 The Lamb on the throne, Lo ! he dwells with 
his own, 
And to rivers of pleasure he leads ; 
With his mercy's full blaze, With the sight of 
his face, 
Our beatified spirits he feeds. 
' Our foreheads proclaim His ineffable name ; 

And our bodies his glory display ; 
\. day without night, We feast in his sight, 
And eternity seems as a day. 

)06 k. M. Beddomb 

At the expulsion of a member. 

LOVE is a pure and heavenly flame, 
And much regards a brother's name ; 
It hopeth all things and believes, 
Nor easily a charge receives. 

2 Yet if it could of sin allow, 
And not a brother disavow, 

Who has the Christian name disgraced, 
Affection then would be misplaced. 

3 Yet it will strive, and hope, and wait, 
Th' offender still to reinstate ; 

And when a broken heart it views, 

Its former friendship it renews. 

1 Thus, Lord, would we the grace possess, 

And thus fulfil all righteousness ; 

And while we now a friend disown, 

Do thou the painful duty crown. 

5 Lead him to mourn his follies past, 

Afresh may he thy mercy taste ; 

And should thy grace his soul restore, 

We'll own and love him as before. 


907 C. M. C. Wesley 

Closing the exercises. 

LIFT up your hearts to things above, 
Ye foll'wers of the Lamb, 
And join with us to praise his love, 
And glorify his name. 

2 To Jesus' name give thanks and sing. 

Whose mercies never end ! 
Rejoice ! rejoice ! the Lord is King! 

The King is now our friend ! 

8 We for his sake count all things loss, 

On earthly good look down ; 
And joyfully sustain the cross, 

Till we receive the crown. 

4 let us stir each other up, 
Our faith by works t' approve, 

By holy, purifying hope, 
And the sweet task of love. 

5 Love us though far in flesh disjoined, 
Ye lovers of the Lamb ; 

And ever bear us on your mind, 
Who think and speak the same : 

6 You on our minds we ever bear, 
Whoe'er to Jesus bow ; 

Stretch out the arms of faith and prayer 
And, lo ! we reach you now. 

7 The blessings all on you be shed, 
Which God in Christ imparts ; 

We pray the Spirit of our Head 
Into your faithful hearts. 

8 Mercy and peace your portion be, 
To carnal minds unknown ; 

The hidden manna, and the tree 
Of life, and the white stone. 


9 Let all who for the promise wait, 
The Holy Ghost receive ; 

And, raised to our unsinning state, 
With God in Eden live ! 

10 Live till the Lord in glory come, 
And wait his heaven to share ! 

He now is fitting up your home : 
Go on ; — we'll meet you there ! 

908 S. M. Fawcbtt. 

Closing the exercises. 

BLEST be the tie that hinds 
Our hearts in Christian love : 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 

2 Before our Father's throne 
We pour our ardent prayers ; 

Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one, — 
Our comforts and our cares. 

3 We share our mutual woes ; 
Our mutual burdens bear ; 

And often for each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 

4 When we asunder part, 
It gives us inward pain ; 

But we shall still be joined in heart, 
And hope to meet again. 

5 This glorious hope revives 
Our courage by the way ; 

While each in expectation lives, 
And longs to see the day. 

6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
And sin, we shall be free ; 

And perfect love and friendship reign 
Through all eternity. 

909 C. M. MlLLEB. 

Closing the exercises. 

OUR souls, by love together knit, 
Cemented, mixed in one, 
One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice 

'Tis heaven on earth begun. 
Our hearts have burned while Jesus spoke. 

And glowed with sacred fire, 
He stopped, and talked, and fed, and blessed 
And filled th' enlarged desire. 

2 We're soldiers fighting for our God, 
Let trembling cowards fly : 

We'll stand unshaken, firm, and fixed, 

With Christ to live and die. 
Let devils rage, and hell assail, 

We'll fight our passage through ; 
Let foes unite, and friends desert, 

We'll seize the crown in view. 

3 The little cloud increases still, 
The heavens are big with rain ; 

• We wait to catch the teeming shower, • 
And all its moisture drain : 
A rill, a stream, a torrent flows, 

But pour the mighty flood ; 
sweep the nations, shake the earth, 
Till all proclaim thee God ! 

4 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, 
And sett'st thy starry crown, — 

When all thy sparkling gems shall shine 
Proclaimed by thee thine own, — 

May we, a little band of love, 
We sinners, saved by grace, 

From glory into glory changed, 
Behold thee face to face. 


910 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Closing the exercises. 

GOD of all consolation, take 
The glory of thy grace ! 
Thy gifts to thee we render back 
In ceaseless songs of praise. 

2 Through thee we now together camt, 
In singleness of heart : 

We met, Jesus, in thy name ; 
And in thy name we j>art. 

3 We part in body, not in mind ; 
Our minds continue one ; 

And each to each in Jesus joined, 
We hand in hand go on. 

4 Subsists as in us all one soul ; 
No power can make us twain ; 

And mountains rise, and oceans roll, 
To sever us in vain. 

5 Present we sfill in spirit are, 
And intimately nigh, 

While on the wings of faith and prayer 
We each to other fly. 

6 In Jesus Christ together we 
In heavenly places sit ; 

Clothed with the sun, we smile to see 
The moon beneath our feet. 

7 Our life is hid with Christ in God ! 
Our life shall soon appear, 

And shed his glory all abroad 
On all his members here. 

8 Then let us lawfully contend, 
And fight our passage through, — 

Bear in our faithful minds the end, 
And keep the prize in view. 

PRAYER. 645 


9X1 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Opening the exercises. 

SHEPHERD Divine, our wants relieve, 
Ln this our evil day ; 
To all thy tempted foll'wers give 
The power to watch and pray. 

2 Long as our fiery trials last, 
Long as the cross we bear, 

let our souls on thee be cast 
Ln never-ceasing prayer ! 

3 The spirit of interceding grace 
Give us in faith to claim ; 

To wrestle till we see thy face, 
And know thy hidden name. 

4 Till thou thy perfect love impart, 
Till thou thyself bestow, 

Be this the cry of every heart — 
I will not let thee go : — 

5 I will not let thee go unless 
Thou tell thy name to me, 

With all thy great salvation bless, 
And make me all like thee. 

6 Then let me. on the mountain-top, 
Behold thy open face ; 

Where faith in sight is swallowed up, 
And prayer in endless praise. 

912 S. M. C. Wesley. 

Opening the exercises. 

THE praying spirit breathe. 
The watching power impart ; 

646 PRAYER. 

From all entanglements beneath 
Call off my anxious heart ; 

My feeble mind sustain, 

By worldly thoughts oppressed ; 

Appear, and bid me turn again 
To my eternal rest. 

2 Swift to my rescu3 come, 

Thine own this moment seize ; 
Gather my wand'ring spirit home, 

And keep in perfect peace : 
Suffered no more to rove 

O'er all the earth abroad, 
Arrest the pris'ner of thy love, 

And shut me up in God. 

913 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Opening the exercises. 

JESUS, thou sovereign Lord of all, 
The same through one eternal day, 
Attend thy feeblest foU'wers" call, 
And 0, instruct us how to pray ! 
Pour out the supplicating grace, 
And stir us up to seek thy face. 

2 We cannot think a gracious thought, 
We cannot feel a good desire, 

Till thou who call'dst a world from naught, 

The power into our hearts inspire ; 
And then we in the Spirit groan, 
And then we give thee back thine own. 

3 To help our soul's infirmity, 

To heal thy sin-sick people's care. 
To urge our God-commanding plea, 

And make our heart a house of prayer, 
The promised Intercessor give, 
And let us now thyself receive. 

PRAYER. 647 

4 Come in thy pleading Spirit down, 
To us who for thy coming stay ; 

Of all thy gifts we ask but one — 
"We ask the constant power to pray.- 

Indulge us, Lord, in this request, 

Thou canst not then deny the rest. 

914. L. M. Cowfbb. 

Opening the exercises. 
TT7~HAT various hindrances we meet 
VV I n coming to a mercy-seat ! 
Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
But wishes to be often there ? 

2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw ; 
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; 

Gives exercise to faith and love ; 
Brings every blessing from above. 

3 Eestraining prayer, we cease to fight ; 
Prayer makes the Christian's armor bright ; 
And Satan trembles when he sees 

The weakest saint upon his knees. 

4 Have you no words ? Ah ! think again : 
Words flow apace when you complain, 
And fill your fellow-creature's ear 

With the sad tale of all your care. 

5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, 
To Heaven in supplication sent, 

Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, 
1 Hear what the Lord has done for me." 

915 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley. 

Opening the exercises. 
lOME, ye foll'wers of the Lord, 
In Jesus' service join: 
Jesus gives the sacred word, 
The ordinance Divine : 

C ( 

648 PRAYER. 

Stand we in the ancient way, 

And here with God ourselves acquaint, 
Pray we, every moment pray, 

And never, never faint. 

2 Let us patiently endure, 
And still our wants declare ; 

All the promises are sure 

To persevering prayer. 
Till we see the perfect day 

And each wakes up a spotless saint, 
Pray we, every moment pray, 

And never, never faint. 

3 Pray we on when all renewed, 
And pei'fected in love ! 

Till we see our Saviour God 

Descending from above, — 
All his heavenly charms survey, 

Beyond what angel minds can paint, 
Pray we, every moment pray, 

And never, never faint. 

S 1 

916 C. M. C. Wesley. 

Opening the exercises. 

IEE, Jesus, thy disciples see, 
The promised blessing give ! 
Met in thy name, we look to thee, 
Expecting to receive. 

2 Thee we expect, our faithfu* Lord, 
Who in thy name are joined; 

We wait according to thy word, 
Thee in the midst to find. 

3 With us thou art assembled here, 
But 0, thyself reveal ! 

Son of the living God, appear ! 
Let us thy presence feel. 

PRAYER. 649 

4 Breathe on us, Lord, in this our day, 
And these dry bones shall live ; 

Speak peace into our hearts, and say, 
" The Holy Ghost receive." 

5 Whom now we seek, may we meet : 

Jesus, the Crucified ; 
Show us thy bleeding hands and feet, 
Thou who for us hast died. 

6 Cause us the record to receive ! 
Speak, and the tokens show, 

"0 be not faithless, but believe 
In me, who died for you !" 

91 V C. M. Montgomery. 

Wliat is prayer ? 

PRAYER is the soul's sincere desire, 
Uttered or unexpressed ; 
The motion of a hidden fire 
That trembles in the breast. 

2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 
The falling of a tear ; 

The upward glancing of an eye, 
When none but God is near. 

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
That infant lips can try ; 

Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high. 

4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
The Christian's native air ; 

His watchword at the. gates of death; 
He enters heaven with prayer. 

5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 
Returning from his ways, 

While angels in their songs rejoice, 
And cry, "Behold, he prays!" 


650 PRAYER. 

Thou, by whom we come to God, 
The Life, the Truth, the Way ! 

The path of prayer thyself hast trod : 
Lord, teach us how to pray. 


Lord's Prayer. 
UR Heavenly Father, hear 
The prayer we offer now : 
Thy name be hallowed far and n 11 : 
To thee all nations bow. 

2 Thy kingdom come ; thy will 
On earth be done in love, 

As saints and seraphim fulfil 
Thy perfect law above. 

3 Our daily bread supply 
While by the word we live ; 

The guilt of our iniquity 
Forgive, as we forgive. 

4 From dark temptation's power, . 
From Satan's wiles, defend ; 

Deliver in the evil hour, 
And guide us to the end. 

5 Thine shall for ever be 
Glory and power Divine ; 

The sceptre, throne, and majesty, 
Of heaven and earth, are thine. 

6 Thus humbly taught tc pray 
By thy beloved Son, 

Through him we come to thee, and say, 
"All for his sake be done." 

919 L. M. Watts 

Psalm lxiii. 1-4. 

GREAT God, indulge my humble claim, 
Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest; 

PRAYER. 65] 

The glories that compose thy name 
Stand all engaged to make me blest. 

2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, 
Thou art my Father, and my God ! 

And I am thine by sacred ties, 

Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 

3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, 
For thee I long, to thee I look, 

As travellers in thirsty lands 
Pant for the cooling water-brook. 

4 E'en life itself, without thy love, 
Xo lasting pleasure can afford; 

Yea, 'twould a tiresome burden prove, 
If I were banished from thee, Lord ! 

5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, 
While I have breath to pray or praise : 

This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
And spend the remnant of my days. 

920 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Wesley. 

Psalm cxxi. 

TO the hills I lift mine eyes, 
The everlasting Lilis ; 
Streaming thence in fresh supplies, 

My soul the Spirit feels : 
Will he not his help afford ? 

Help, while yet I ask, is given : 
God comes down — the God and Lord 
That made both earth and heaven. 

2 Faithful soul, pray always ; pray, 

And still in God confide ; 
He thy feeble steps shall stay. 

Nor suffer thee to slide ; 
Lean on thy Redeemer's breast ; 

He thy quiet spirit keeps ; t 

652 PRAYER. 

Rest in him, securely rest ; 
Thy Watchman never sleeps. 

3 Neither sin, nor earth, nor hell, 
Thy Keeper can surprise ; 

Careless slumbers cannot steal 

On his all-seeing eyes : 
He is Israel's sure defence ; 

Israel all his care shall prove ; 
Kept by watchful Providence, 

And ever-waking Love. 

4 See the Lord, thy Keeper, stand, 
Omnipotently near : 

. Lo ! he holds thee by thy hand, 

And banishes thy fear ; 
Shadows with his wings thy head ; 

Guards from all impending harms : — 
Round thee and beneath are spread 

The everlasting arms. 

5 Christ shall bless thy going out, 
Shall bless thy coming in ; 

Kindly compass thee about, 
Till thou art saved from sin ; 

Like thy spotless Master, thou, 

Filled with wisdom, love, and power ; 

Holy, pure, and perfect, — now, 
Henceforth, and evermore. 

991 S. M. C. Wesley. 


JESUS, my strength, my hope, 
On tbee I cast my care, 
With humble confidence look up, 

And know thou hear'st my pi-ayer. 
Give me on thee to wait, 

Till I can all things do, 
On thee, almighty to create, 
Almighty to renew. 

PRAYER. 653 

2 I want a sober mind, 
A self-renouncing "will, 

That tramples down and casts behind 

The baits of pleasing ill ; 
A soul inured to pain, 

To hardship, grief, and loss, 
Bold to take up, firm to sustain, 

The consecrated cross. 

3 I "want a godly fear, 

A quick-discerning eye, 
That looks to thee when sin is near, 

And sees the tempter fly ; 
A spirit still prepared, 

And armed with jealous care, 
For ever standing on its guard, 

And watching unto prayer. 

922 S. M. C. Wesley. 


1WANT a true regard, 
A single, steady aim, 
Unmoved by threat'ning or reward. 

To thee and thy great name ; 
A jealous, just concern 

For thine immortal praise ; 
A pure desire that all may learn. 
And glorify, thy grace. 

2 I rest upon thy word, 

The promise is for me ; 
My succor and salvation, Lord, 

Shall surely come from thee : 
But let me still abide, 

Nor from my hope remove. 
Till thou my patient spirit guide 

Into thy perfect love. 

£54 PRAYER. 

923 C - M - C ' WE9LET. 

For the water of life. 

FOUNTAIN of life, to all below 
Let thy salvation roll ; 
Water, replenish, and o'erflow, 
Every believing soul. 

2 Into that happy number, Lord, 
Us weary sinners take ; 

Jesus, fulfil thy gracious word, 
For thine own mercy's sake. 

3 Turn back our nature's rapid tide, 
And we shall flow to thee, 

While down the stream of time we glide 
To our eternity. 

4 The well of life to us thou art, 
Of joy the swelling flood; 

Wafted by thee, with willing heart 
We swift return to God. 

5 We soon shall reach the boundless sea, 
Into thy fulness fall ; 

Be lost and swallowed up in thee, 
Our God, our all in all. 

924 C. M. C Weslby. 

For the Divine fulness. 

BEING of beings, God of love, 
To thee our hearts we raise ; 
Thy all-sustaining power we prove, 
And gladly sing thy praise. 

2 Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be, 

Our sacrifice receive ; 
Made, and preserved, and saved by thee, 

To thee ourselves we give. 

PRAYER. 655 

3 Heavenward our every wish aspires, 
For all thy mercy's store ; 

The sole return thy love requires 
Is, that we ask for more. 

4 For more we ask ; we open then 
Our hearts t' embrace thy will ; 

Turn, and beget us, Lord, again ; 
With all thy fill .ess fill. 

5 Come, Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love 
Shed in our hearts abroad ; 

So shall we ever live and move, 
And be, with Christ in God. 

925 C. M. C, Wesley 

"Thy kingdom come." 

FATHER of me, and all mankind, 
And all the hosts above, 
Let every understanding mind 
Unite to praise thy love ; — 

2 To know thy nature and thy name, 
One God in persons three ; 

And glorify the great I AM 
Through all eternity. 

3 Thy kingdom come, with power and grace, 
To every heart of man : 

Thy peace, and joy, and righteousness, 
In all our bosoms reign. 

4 Thy righteousness our sins keep down, 
Thy peace our passions bind ; 

And let us, in thy joy unknown, 
The first dominion find. 

5 The righteousness that never ends, 
But makes an end of sin, 

The joy that human thought transcends, 
Into our souls bring in : 

656 PRAYER. 

6 The kingdom of established peace, 
Which can no more remove ; 

IMie perfect power of godliness, 
Th' omnipotence of love. 

926 C. M. 

"Lighten mine eyes." 

OSUN of righteousness, arise 
With healing in thy wing ! 
To my diseased, my fainting soul, 
Life and salvation bring. 

2 These clouds of pride and sin dispel, 
By thine all-piercing beam ; 

Lighten mine eyes with faith, my heart 
With holy hope inflame. 

3 My mind, by thy all-quick' ning power 
From low desires set free ; 

Unite my scattered thoughts, and fix 
My love entire on thee. 

4 Father, thy long-lost son receive ; 
Saviour, thy purchase own ; 

Blest Comforter, with peace and joy 
Thy new-made creature crown. 

5 Eternal, undivided Lord, 
Coequal One and Three, 

On thee all faith, all hope be placed. 
All love be paid to thee. 

9Q7 C, M. C. Wesi 

"Purge me — and I shall be clean." 

MY God, my God, to thee I cry ; 
Thee only would I know ; 
Thy purifying blood apply, 

And wash me white as snow. 
2 Touch me, and make the leper clean ; 
Purge my iniquity : 

PRAYER. 657 

Unless thou wash my soul from sin, 
I have no part in thee. 

3 But art thou not already mine ? 
Answer, if mine thou art ! 

Whisper within, thou Love Divine. 
And cheer my drooping heart. 

4 Behold for me the Victim bleeds, 
His wounds are open wide ; 

For me the blood of sprinkling pleads, 
And speaks me justified. 

938 8 > 8 .- 6 - c - Wesley. 

"Deliver us from evil." 

ARE there not in the lab'rer's day 
Twelve hours, in which he safely may 
His calling's work pursue ? 
Though sin and Satan still are near, 
Nor sin nor Satan can I fear, 
With Jesus in my view. 

2 Light of the world, thy beams I bless : 
On thee, bright Sun of righteousness, 

My faith hath fixed its eye ; 
Guided by thee through all I go, 
Nor fear the ruin spread below, 

For thou art always nigh. 

3 Ten thousand snares my path beset 
Yet will I, Lord, the work complete. 

Which thou to me hast given , 
Regardless of the pains I feel, 
Close by the gates of death and hell, 

I urge my way to heaven. 

4 Still will I strive, and labor still 
With humble zeal to do thy will, 

And trust in thy defence ; 
My soul into thy hands I give ; 
And if he can obtain thy leave, 

Let Satan pluck me thence. 

658 PRAYER. 

929 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Weslev. 

The universal Good invoked. 

(^OME, thou universal Good ! 
J Balm of the wounded conscience, come 1 
The hungry, dying spirit's food, 

The weary, wand'ring pilgrim's home, — 
Haven to take the shipwrecked in, 
My everlasting rest from sin ! 

2 Come, my comfort and delight ! 

My strength and health, my shield and sun; 
My boast, and confidence, and might, 

My joy, my glory, and my crown; 
My gospel hope, my calling's prize, 
My tree of life, my paradise. 

3 The secret of the Lord thou art, 
The mystery so long unknown, 

Christ in a pure and perfect heart ! 

The name inscribed in the white stone ! 
The life divine, the little leaven, 
My precious pearl, my present heaven. 

930 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Weslby. 

Isaiah xxxii. 2. 

TO the haven of thy breast, 
Son of man, I fly ! 
Be my refuge and my rest, 
For 0, the storm is high ! 
Save me from the furious blast ; 
A covert from the tempest be : 
Hide me, Jesus, till o'erpast 
The storm of sin I see. 

2 Welcome as the water-spring 

To a dry, barren place ; 
descend on me, and bring 

Thy sweet, refreshing grace ! 

PRAYER. 659 

O'er a parched and weary land.' 
As a great rock extends its shade, 

Hide me, Saviour, •with thy hand, 
And screen my naked head. 

8 In the time of my distress 

Thou hast my succor been, 
In my utter helplessness, 

Restraining me from sin ; 

how swiftly didst thou move 
To save me in the trying hour ! 

Still protect me with thy love, 
And shield me with thy power. 

931 7,6,7,6,7,8.7,6. C. Wesley. 

THIRST and last in me perform 
r The work thou hast begun : 
Be my shelter from the storm, 

My shadow from the sun ; 
Weary, parched with thirst, and faint, 

Till thou th' abiding Spirit breathe, 
Every moment, Lord, I want 

The merit of thy death 

2 Never shall 1 want it less, 
When thou the gift hast given, 

Filled me with thy righteousness, 
And sealed the heir of heaven : 

1 shall hang upon my God, 

Till I thy perfect glory see, — . 
Till the sprinkling of thy blood 
Shall speak me up to thee. 

932 &■ M. Logan. 

Ecb. iv. 14-16. 

W'HERE high the heavenly temple stands. 
The house of God not made with hands, 

660 PRAYER. 

A great- High Priest our nature wears, 
The patron of mankind appears. 

2 He who for men in mercy stood, 
And poured on earth his precious blood, 
Pursues in heaven his mighty plan, 
The Saviour and the Friend of man. 

3 Iu every pang that rends the heart, 
The Man of sorrows had a part ; 

He sympathizes in our grief, 
And to the suff'rer sends relief. 

4 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, 
Let us make all our sorrows known ; 
And ask the aids of heavenly power, 

To help us in the evil hour ! 

933 8,7. C. Wesley. 
An Advacate with the Father. 

FATHER, hear the blood of Jesus, 
Speaking in thine ears above ! 
From thy wrath and curse release us, 

Manifest thy pard'ning love : 
receive us to thy favor, 

For his only sake receive, 
Give us to our bleeding Saviour, 

Let us by his dying live. 
2 "To thy pard'ning grace receive them," 

Once he prayed upon the tree ; 
Still his blood cries out, " Forgive them, 

All their sins were purged by me." 
Still our Advocate in heaven 

Prays the prayer on earth begun, 
*■ Father, show their sins forgiven, 

Father, glorify thy Son !" 

934 8,7. C. Wesley. 
"Come, Lord Jesus." 

("10ME, thou long-expected Jesus, 
J Born to set thy people free ; 

PRAYER. 661 

From our fears and sins release us, 

Let us find our rest in thee : 
Israel's Strength and Consolation, 

Hope of all the earth thou art, — 
Dear Desire of every nation, 

Joy of every longing heart. 
2 Born thy people to deliver ; 

Born a child, and yet a King ; 
Born to reign in us for ever, 

Now thy gracious kingdom bring: 
By thine own Eternal Spirit, 

Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
By thine all-sufficient merit, 

Raise us to thy glorious throne. 

935 C. M. C. Wesley. 

"Come quickly." 

C10ME quickly, gracious Lord, and take 
,' Possession of thine own ; 
My longing heart vouchsafe to make 

Thy everlasting throne. 
2 Assert thy claim, maintain thy right, 

Come quickly from above ; 
And sink me to perfection's height, 
The depth of humble love. 

936 S. M. C. Weslby. 

"The violent take it by force." 
MAY thy powerful word 
Inspire a feeble worm 
To rush into thy kingdom, Lord, 

And take it as by storm ! 
2 may we all improve 

The grace already given, 
To seize the crown of perfect love, 
And scale the mount of heaven ! 

662 PRAYER. 

937' 7s. Newtos. 

- T ORD, I cannot let thee go, 
_|_j Till a blessing thou bestow: 
Do not turn away thy face, 
Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 

2 Dost thou ask me who I am? 

Ah ! my Lord, thou know'st my name ; 
Yet the question gives a plea 
To support my suit with thee. 

3 Thou didst once a wretch behold, 
In rebellion blindly bold, 

Scorn thy grace, thy power defy : 
That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 

4 Once a sinner, near despair, 
Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer; 
Mercy heard, and set him free : 
Lord, that mercy came to me. 

5 Many days have passed since then, 
Many changes I have seen : 

Yet have been upheld till now ! 
Who could hold me up but thou ? 

6 Thou hast helped in every need ; 
This emboldens me to plead : 
After so much mercy past, 

Canst thou let me sink at last ; 

7 No ; I must maintain my hold, 
'Tis thy goodness makes me bold; 
I can no denial take, 

When I plead for Jesus' sake. 

938 C. M. C. Wesley. 

"Thy will be done." 
riMLY presence, Lord, the place shall fill, 
J_ My heart shall be thy throne : 

PRAYER. 663 

Thy holy, just, and perfect will, 
Shall in my flesh be done. 

2 I thank thee for the present grace. 
And now in hope rejoice, — 

In confidence to see thy face, 
And always hear thy voice. 

3 I have the things I ask of thee, 
What shall I more require ? 

That still my soul may restless be, 
And only thee detire. 

4 Thy only will be clone, not mine, 
But make me, Lord, thy home ; 

Come as thou wilt, I that resign, 
But 0, my Jesus, come ! 

939 7s. C. Wesles. 

For reviving grace. 

LIGHT of life, seraphic fire, 
Love Divine, thyself impart ; 
Every fainting soul inspire ; 

Shine in every drooping heart : 
Every mournful sinner cheer ; 

Scatter all our guilty gloom : 
Son of God, appear ! appear ! 

To thy human temples come. 
2 Come in this accepted hour : 

Bring thy heavenly kingdom in : 
Fill us with thy glorious power, 

Rooting out the seeds of sin : 
Nothing more can we require, 

We will covet nothing less : 
Be thou all our hearts' desire, 

All our joy, and all our peace. 

940 L- M. C. Wesley- 
For enlargement and guidance. 

OTHOU, our Husband, Brother, Friend- 
Behold a cloud of incense rise I 

664 PRAYER. 

The prayers of saints to heaven ascend, 

Grateful, accepted sacrifice ! 
2 Regard our prayers for Sion's peace : 

Shed in our hearts thy love abroad : 
Thy gifts abundantly increase : 

Enlarge and fill us all with God ! 
H Before thy sheep, great Shepherd, go, 

And guide into thy perfect vrill : 
Cause us thy hallowed name to know, 

The work of faith in us fulfil. 
4 Help us to make our calling sure ; 

let us all be saints indeed ! 
And pure as thou thyself art pure ; 

Conformed in all things to our Head. 

941 8,7. Newtoh. 
"Lord, revive us." 

SAVIOUR, visit thy plantation, 
Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain! 
All will come to desolation, 
Unless thou return again. 

2 Keep no longer at a distance, 
Shine upon us from on high, 

Lest, for want of thy assistance, 
Every plant should droop and die. 

3 Surely once thy garden flourished, 
Every plant looked gay and green ; 

Then thy word our spirits nourished — 
Happy seasons we have seen. 

4 But a drought has since succeeded, 
And a sad decline we see ; 

Lord, thy help is greatly needed, 
Help can only come from thee. 

942 U. M. Watts. 
Psalm lxxx. 8-19. 

EAST thou not planted, with thy hand, 
A lovely vine in this our land ? 

PRATER. 665 

Did not thy power defend it round. 
And heavenly dews enrich the ground ? 

2 How did the spreading branches shoot. 
And bless the nation with the fruit ! 
But now. Lord, look down and see 
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 

3 Why is its beauty thus defaced? 
Why hast thou laid its fences waste ? 
Strangers and foes against it join. 
And every beast devours the vine. 

4 Return, Almighty God, return : 
Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : 
Turn us to thee, thy love restore : 
We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 

943 L. M. C. Weslky 

Rev. iii. 14-19. 

GOD of unspotted purity, 
Us and our works canst thou behold? 
Justly we are abhorred by thee, 
For we are neither hot nor cold. 

2 A lifeless form we still retain ; 

Of this we make our empty boast, 
Nor know the name we take in vain ; 
The power of godliness is lost. 

3 Better that we had never known 

The way to heaven through saving grace 
Than basely in our lives disown, 

And slight and mock thee to thy face. 

4 let us our own works forsake. 
Ourselves and all we have deny, — 

Thy condescending counsel take, 
And come to thee, pure gold to buy ! 

5 may we through thy grace attain 
The faith thou never wilt reprove, — 

The faith that purges every staim 
The faith that always works by love ' 

666 PRAYER. 

944 10s. 

A blessing invoked. 

[N boundless mercy, gracious Lord, appear, 
Darkness dispel, the humble mourner cheer ; 
Vain thoughts remove, melt down this flinty 

heart ; 
Cause every soul to choose the better part. 

2 Thy presence fills the universal space ; 
Thy grace appears to all the fallen race : 
visit us •with light and life divine, 

Fill every soul, for every soul is thine ! 

3 The blessed Jesus is my Lord, my Love ; 
He is my King, from him I would not move ; 
Away, then, all ye objects that divert, 

Nor seek to draw from my dear Lord my heart. 

4 That uncreated beauty which hath gained 
My ravished heart, hath all your glory stained ; 
His loveliness my soul hath prepossessed, 
And left no room for any other guest. 

945 C. M. W. Mi Bunting. 

After sermon on Sabbath evening. 

BLESSED, blessed sounds of grace, 
Still echoing in my ear ! 
Glad is the hour, and loved the place, — 

But whence my sudden fear? 
What if a sternly righteous doom 

Have sealed this call my last ? 
Before me sickness, — death, — a tomb; 

Behind, th' unpardoned past. 
2 My Sabbath suns may all have set, 

My Sabbath scenes be o'er: 
The place, at least, where we are met, 

May know my steps no more. 
The prophet of the cross may ne'er 

Again preach peace to me ; 

PRAYER. 667 

The voice of interceding prayer 

A farewell voice may be. 
3 But, Saviour, canst thou say, Farewell S 

Or, Holy Spirit, thou, 
Or must I leave thy house for hell 

save me, save me now ! 
While yet the life-proclaiming word 

Doth through my conscience thrill, 
Breathe life ; and lo ! divinely stirred, 

1 can repent, I will. 

946 7,6,7,0,7,7,7,6. C. Wesley 
"Open thy mouth wide, and I will fill it." 

GIVE me the enlarged desire, 
And open, Lord, my soul 
Thy own fulness to require, 

And comprehend the whole : 
Stretch my faith's capacity 

Wider and yet wider still : 
Then with all that is in thee 
My soul for ever fill ! 

947 8s. C. Wesley. 

Longing for Christ 's appearing. 
WHEN shall we sweetly remove, 
when shall we enter our rest ! 
Return to the Sion above, 

The mother of spirits distressed ! 
That city of God the great King, 

Where sorrow and death are nc more ; 
But saints our Immanuel sing, 

And cherub and seraph adore 
2 Not all the archangels can tell 

The joys of that holiest place, 
Where Jesus is pleased to reveal 

The light of his heavenly face,— 
When caught in the rapturous flame, 

The sight beatific they prove 1 

668 PRAYER. 

And walk in the light of the Lamb, 

Enjoying the beams of his love. 
8 Thou know'st in the spirit of prayer 

We long thy appearing to see. 
Resigned to the burden we bear, 

But longing to triumph with thee : 
'Tis good at thy word to be here, 

'Tis better in thee to be gone, 
And see thee in glory appear, 

And rise to a share in thy throne. 

948 8s. C. Wesley. 

Isaiah xxxiii. 24. 

HOW happy the people that dwell 
Secure in the city above ! 
No pain the inhabitants feel, 

No sickness or sorrow shad prove. 
2 Physician of souls unto me 

Forgiveness and holiness give ; 
And then from the body set free, 
And then to the city receive. 

P49 C. M. C. Wesley. 

The benediction. Num. vi. 24-26. 

^OME, Father. Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One God in persons three, 
Bring back the heavenly blessing lost, 

By all mankind and me. 
Thy favor, and thy nature too, 

To me, to all restore : 
Forgive, and after God renew, 

And keep us evermore. 
? Eternal Sun of righteousness, 

Display thy beams divine. 
And cause the glories of thy face 

Upon my heart to shine, 
iiight, in thy light, may I see. 

Thy grace and mercy prove I 


PRAYER. 669 

Revived, and cheered, and blessed by thee, 

The God of pard'ning love. 
3 Lift up thy countenance serene, 

And let thy happy child 
Behold, without a cloud between, 

The Godhead reconciled. 
That all-comprising peace bestow 

On me, through grace forgiven ; 
The joys of holiness below, 

And then the joys of heaven! 

ft 50 0. M. C. Wesley. 

The benediction. 2 Cor. xiii. 14. 
npHE merit of Jehovah's Son 
J_ Be on his Church bestowed : 
Jesus, through thy free grace alone 

We have access to God : 
To favor now through thee restored, 

may we still retain 
The mercy of our pard'ning Lord, 

And never sin again ! 

2 Father, thy love in Christ reveal, 
Which spake us justified ; 

And let the gift unspeakable 

In all our hearts abide : 
Humbly we trust thy faithful love 

Thy children to defend, 
And hide our life with Christ above, 

And keep us to the end. 

3 Come, Holy Ghost, supply the want 
Of all thy saints and me, 

In all thy gifts and graces grant 

Us fellowship with thee : 
The Pledge, the Witness, and the Seal, 

We look for thee again, 
In us eternally to dwell, 

Eternally to reign. 



©!)* jFamilg. 

951 h M. Keh 


AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun 
Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
Shake off dull sloth, and early rise 
To pay thy morning sacrifice. 

2 Wake andtlift up thyself, my heart, 
And with the angels bear thy part ; 
Who all night long unwearied sing 
High praise to the eternal King. 

3 Glory to Thee, who safe hast kept, 
And hast refreshed me while I slept : 
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, 
I may of endless life partake. 

4 Direct, control, suggest this day, 
All I design, or do, or say, 

That all my powers, with all their might, 
In thy sole glory may unite. 

6 Praise God from whom all blessings flow ; 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 



953 s. M. 


'~[~E lift our hearts to thee, 

Day-Star from on high ! 
The sun itself is but thy shade, 
Yet cheers both earth and sky. 

2 let thy orient beams 
The night of sin disperse, 

The mists of error and of vice 
Which shade the universe ! 

3 How beauteous nature now ! 
How dark and sad before ■ 

With joy we view the pleasing change, 
And nature's God adore. 

4 may no gloomy crime 
Pollute the rising day ; 

Or Jesus' blood, like evening dew, 
Wash all its stains away ! 

5 May we this life improve, 
To mourn for errors past,— 

And live this short revolving day 
As if it were our last. 

6 To God, the Father, Son, 
And Spirit, — One in Three, — 

Be glory ; as it was, is now, 
And shall for ever be. 

953 C. M. Watts. 


|NCE more, my soul, the rising day 
Salutes thy waking eyes ; 
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 

To Him that rules the skies. 
2 Night unto night his name repeats, 

The day renews the sound, — 



Wide as the heavens on which he sits, 
To turn the seasons round. 

3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame ; 
My tongue shall speak his praise : 

My sins might rouse his wrath to flame, 
But yet his wrath delays. 

4 God, let all my hours be thine, 
While I enjoy the light! 

Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
And bring a pleasant night. 


954 C. M. C. Wesley. 

IVER, and guardian of my sleep, 
JT To praise thy name T wake : 
Still, Lord, thy helpless servant keep, 
For thine own mercy's sake. 

2 The blessing of another day 
I thankfully receive : 

may I only thee obey, 
And to thy glory live ! 

3 Upon me lay thy mighty hand, 
My words and thoughts restrain : 

Bow my whole soul to thy command. 
Nor let my faith be vain. 

4 Pris'ner of hope, I wait the hour 
Which shall salvation bring ; 

When all I am shall own thy power, 
And call my Jesus King. 

955 S. M. Scott 

IEE how the morning sun 
O Pursues his shining way, 
And wide prodaims his Maker's praise, 
With every bright'ning ray. 

S 1 


2 Thus -would my rising soul 
Its heavenly Parent sing ; 

An^ to its great Original 
The humble tribute bring. 

3 Serene I laid me down, 
Beneath his guardian care ; 

I slept, and I awoke, and found 
My kind Preserver near ! 

4 My life I would anew 
Devote, Lord, to thee; 

And in thy service I would spend 
A long eternity. 

956 C. M. Doddridge. 


AWAKE, my soul, to meet the day, 
Unfold thy drowsy eyes, 
And burst the pond'rous chain that loads 
Thine active faculties. 

2 God's guardian shield was round me spread 
In my defenceless sleep : 

Let him have all my waking hours 
Who doth my slumbers keep. 

3 Pardon, God, my former sloth, 
And arm my soul with grace ; 

As rising now, I seal my vo vrs 
To prosecute thy ways. 

4 Bright Sun of righteousness, arise ; 
Thy radiant beams display, 

And guide my dark, bewildered soul 
To everlasting day. 

957 *» M. Watts. 
Morning. Psalm iii. 5, 8. 

TIRED with the burdens of the day, 
To God I raised an evening cry : 


He heard when I began to pray, 
And his almighty help was nigh. 

2 Supported by his heavenly aid, 

I laid me down, and slept secure ; 
Not death should make my heart afraid, 
Though I should wake and rise no more 

3 But God sustained me all the night : 
Salvation doth to God belong : 

He raised my head to see the light, 

And make his praise my morning song. 

958 C. M. Watts 
Sabbath morning. Psalm v. 1-8. 

LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear 
My voice ascending high ; 
To thee will I direct my prayer, 
To thee lift up mine eye : 

2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, 
To plead for all his saints, 

Presenting at his Father's throne 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Thou art a God before whose sight 
The wicked shall not stand ; 

Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 
Nor dwell at thy right hand. 

4 But to thy house will I resort, 
To taste thy mercies there ; 

I will frequent thy holy court, 
And worship in thy fear. 

5 may thy Spirit guide my feet 
In ways of righteousness; 

Make every path of duty straight 
And plain before my face. 

959 L. M. Ken. 


ALL praise to thee, my God, this night, 
For all the blessings of the light : 


Keep me, keep me, King of kings, 
Under thine own Almighty wings. 

2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
The ills that I this day have done ; 
That with the world, myself, and thee, 
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 

3 Teach me to live that I may dread 
The grave as little as my bed ; 
Teach me to die, that so I may 
Rise glorious at the awful day. 

4 may my soul on thee repose, 

And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close, — 
Sleep, that may me more vig'rous make, 
To serve my God, when I awake. 

5 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

960 7s. C. Wesley. 


OMNIPRESENT God! whose aid 
No one ever asked in vain, 
Be this night about my bed, 

Every evil thought restrain : 
Lay thy hand upon my soul, 

God of my unguarded hours : 
All my enemies control, 

Hell, and earth, and nature's powers. 

2 thou jealous God ! come down, 

God of spotless purity ; 
Claim and seize me for thine own, 

Consecrate my heart to thee : 
Under thy protection take ; 

Songs in the night season give : 


Let me sleep to thee, and wake 5 

Let me die to thee, and live. 
3 Let me of thy life partake, 

Thy own holiness impart ; 
that I may sweetly wake, 

With my Saviour in my heart ! 
that I may know thee mine ! 

that I may thee receive ! 
Only live the life divine ! 

Only to thy glory live 

961 * 8,7. Edmeston 

SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing 
Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
Sin and want we come confessing ; 
Thou canst save and thou canst heal. 

2 Though destruction walk around us, 
Though the arrow past us fly, 

Angel guards from thee surround us ; 
We are safe, if thou art nigh. 

3 Though the night be dark and dreary, 
Darkness cannot hide from thee ; 

Thou art he who, never weary, 
Watcheth where thy people be. 

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, 
And our couch become our tomb, 

May the morn in heaven awake us, 
Clad in light, and deathless bloom. 

962 0. M. C. W 


ALL praise to Him who dwells in bliss, 
Who made both day and night ; 
Whose throne is darkness, in th' abyss 
Of uncreated light. 


2 Each thought and deed, his piercing eyea 
With strictest search survey ; 

The deepest shades no more disguise 
Than the full blaze of day. 

3 Whom thou dost guard, King of king*, I 
No evil shall molest : 

Under the shadow of thy wings 
Shall they securely rest. 

4 Thy angels shall around their beds 
Their constant stations keep : 

Thy faith and truth shall shield their heads, 
For thou dost never sleep. 

5 May we with calm and sweet repose, 
And heavenly thoughts refreshed, 

Our eyelids with the morn unclose, 
And bless thee, ever blessed. 

963 S. M. John Lblahd. 


THE day is past and gone, 
The evening shades appear : 
may we all remember well, 
The night of death draws near! 

2 We lay our garments by, 
Upon our beds to rest ; 

So death will soon disrobe us all 
Of what is here possessed. 

3 Lord, keep us safe this night, 
Secure from all our fears ; 

May angels guard us, while we sleep; 
Till morning light appears. 

4 And when we early rise, 
And view the unwearied sun, 

May we set out to win the prize, 
And after glory run. 


5 And when our days are past, 

And we from time remove, 
may we in thy bosom rest, 

The bosom of thy love ! 

964 k M. Watts. 


THUS far the Lord hath led me on, 
Thus far his power prolongs my days. 
And every evening shall make known 
Some fresh memorial of his grace. 

2 Much of my time has run to waste, 
And I perhaps am near my home ; 

But he forgives my follies past, 

And gives me strength for days to come. 

3 I lay my body down to sleep, 
Peace is the pillow for my head ; 

While well-appointed angels keep 

Their watchful stations round my bed. 

4 Thus when the night of death shall come. 
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 

" And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, 
With sweet salvation in the sound. 


965 c - M - J - Mason. 


"OW from the altar of our hearts 
Let warmest thanks arise ; 
Assist us, Lord, to offer up 

Our evening sacrifice. 
2 This day God was our sun and shield, 

Our keeper and our guide ; 
His care was on our weakness shown, 

His mercies multiplied. 
8 Minutes and mercies multiplied 

Have made up all this day ; 


Minutes came quick, but mercies were 
More fleet and free than they. 

4 New time, new favors, and new joys, 

Do a new song require : 
Till we shall praise thee as we would, 

Accept our hearts' desire. 

i)66 8s - TOPLADY 


INSPIRES, and Hearer of prayer, 
Thou Feeder and Guardian of thine ; 
My all to thy covenant care, 

I, sleeping and waking, resign. 
Thy minist'ring spirits descend 

To watch while thy saints are asleep ; 
By day and by night they attend 

The heirs of salvation to keep. 
2 Thy worship no interval knows, — 

Their fervor is still on the wing ; 
And while they protect my repose, 

They chant to the praise of my King. 

1 too, at the season ordained, 

Their chorus for ever shall join; 
And love, and adore without end, 
Their faithful Creator and mine. 

967 C. M. C. Wesley. 

rpHOU, Lord, hast blessed my going out, 
J_ bless my coming in ! 
Compass my weakness round about, 
And keep me safe from sin. 

2 Still hide me in thy secret place, 
Thy tabernacle spread ; 

Shelter me with preserving grace, 
And screen my naked head. 


3 To thee for refuge may I rim, 
From sin's alluring snare : 

Ready its first approach to shun, 
And watching unto prayer. 

4 that I never, never more 
Might from thy ways depart ; 

Here let me give my wand'rings o'er, 
By giving thee my heart ! 

968 L - M« C. Wesley. 

HOW do thy mercies close me round ! 
For ever be thy name adored ; 

1 blush in all things to abound ; 

The servant is above his Lord ! 

2 Inured to poverty and pain, 

A suff'ring life my Master led; 
The Son of God, the Son of man, 
He had not where to lay his head. 

3 But, lo ! a place he hath prepared 
For me, whom watchful angels keep ; 

Yea, he himself becomes my guard ; 

He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep. 

4 Jesus protects ; my fears, begone ! 
What can the Rock of ages move? 

Safe in thy arms I lay me down, 
Thy everlasting arms of love ! 

969 0. M. Watts. 


DREAD Sovereign, let my evening song 
Like holy incense rise ; 
Assist the off 'rings of my tongue 

To reach the lofty skies. 
2 Through all' the dangers of the day 
Thy hand was still my guard: 


And still, to drive my wants away, 

Thy mercy stood prepared. 
3 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood, 

I lay me down to rest ; 
As in the embraces of my God, 

Or on my Saviour's breast. 

fJ70 0. M. Watts. 

Evening. Psalm iv. 

LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray : 
I am for ever thine : 

1 fear before thee all the day, 

Nor would I dare to sin. 

2 And while I rest my weary head, 
From cares and business free, 

'Tis sweet conversing on my bed 
With my own heart and thee. 

3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; 
And when my work is done, 

Great God, my faith, my hope, relies 
Upon thy grace alone. 

4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, 
I'll give mine eyes to sleep : 

Thy hand in safety keeps my days, 
And will my slumbers keep. 


971 7s. R. \ T . Hamilton, 

Saturday evening. 
"OW all chafing care shall cease, 
Now worn toil obtain release, 
With the world we now have done, 
Since "the Sabbath draweth on." 
2 This our "preparation'' be: 
Lord ! our hearts we bring to thee ; 
May they to thyself be won 
While "the Sabbath draweth on." 


3 At this hour, lo ! from their place 
Myriad households seek thy face : 
We adore thee not alone 

That "the Sabbath draweth on." 

4 When shall earth's blest Sabbath break ? 
When its rest all tribes partake ? 

See the bright'ning signal yon, 
'Tis that "Sabbath draweth on." 

5 And when nature sinks in death, 
When heaves slow and faint our breath, 
Brighter than e'er day yet shone, 
Heavenly "Sabbath," then draw on! 

972 L. M. R. W Hamilton. 

Sabbath evening. 

THE holy song hath died away, 
But still it vibrates through our hearts ; 
And we return, though fain to stay ; 
Each to his family departs. 

2 Now for the household sacrifice ; 
The evening rite as incense spread ; 

And let our blameless hands arise, 
Doubting and wrath for ever fled. 

3 'tis an hour of holy calm ! 
Our tabernacle is in peace ; 

To thee shall swell the cheerful psalm, 
Teach us thy word, our faith increase. 

4 Good, though not best, 'tis to be here , 
Soon no such difference shall there be , 

"True sanctu'ry," within thy sphere 
Shall worship "the whole family." 

973 L. M. Watts. 

Morning or evening. 

MY God, how endless is thy love ! 
Thy gifts are every evening new ; 


And morning mercies from above 
Gently distil like early dew. . 

2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, 
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; 

Thy sovereign word restores the light, 
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield myself to thy command ; 

To thee devote my nights and days : 
Perpetual blessings from thy hand 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 

974. C. M. Watts. 

Morning or evening. 

HOSANNA, with a cheerful sound, 
To God's upholding hand ! 
Ten thousand snares attend us round, 

And yet secure we stand. 
2 God is our Sun, whose daily light 

Our joy and safety brings; 
Our feeble flesh lies safe at night 
Beneath his shady wings. 

975 C. M. C. Wesley. 

At table. 

ENSLAVED to sense, to pleasure prone, 
Fond of created good, 
Father,, our helplessness we own, 
And trembling, taste our food. 

2 Trembling, we taste ; for ah ! no m 
To thee the creatures lead : 

Changed, they exert a baneful power, 
And poison while they feed. 

3 Come, then, our heavenly Adam, come, 
Thy healing influence give ; 

Hallow our food, reverse our doom, 
And bid us eat and live. 


4 Turn the full stream of nature's tide ; 
Let all our actions tend 

To thee, their source ; thy love the guide 
Thy glory be the end. 

5 Earth, then, a scale to heaven shall be •, 
Sense shall point out the road ; 

The creatures all shall lead to thee, 
And all we taste be God. 

976 . S. M. C. Wesley 

At table. 

THOU art that bread of life, 
That meat which shall remain ; 
Be it our only care and strife 

Thy blessed self to gain. 
2 Give, Lord, and always give 

Th' immortalizing food, 
And strengthen us by grace to live ' 
The glorious life of God. 

977' C. M. Doddridge. 

"In the fear of God all the day long." 

THRICE happy souls, who, born from heaven, 
While yet they sojourn here, 
Humbly begin their clays with God, 

And spend them in his fear. 
2 So may our eyes with holy zeal 

PreTent the dawning day, 
And turn the sacred pages o'er, 

And praise thy name and pray. 
8 Midst hourly cares, may love present 

Its incense to thy throne — 
And, while the world our hands employs. 

Our hearts be thine alone ! 
i As sanctified to noblest ends, 

Be each refreshment sought; 


And, by each, various providence, 
Some wise instruction brought ! 

5 When to laborious duties called, 
Or by temptations tried, 

We'll seek the shelter of thy wings, 
And in thy strength confide. 

6 As different scenes of life arise, 
Our grateful hearts would be 

With thee, amidst the social band, — 
In solitude with thee. 

7 At night, we lean our weary heads 
On thy paternal breast ; 

And, safely folded in thine arms, 
Resign our powers to rest. • 

8 In solid, pure delights, like these, 
Let all my days be passed ; 

Nor shall I then impatient wish, 
Nor shall I fear the last. 

978 C. M. Bekeidge. 

At a wedding. 
QINCE Jesus freely did appear 
lO To grace a marriage feast ; 
Lord, we ask thy presence here, 

To make a wedding guest ! 
2 Upon the bridal pair look down, 

Who now have plighted hands ; 
Their union with thy favor crown, 

And bless the nuptial bands. 
d With gifts of grace their hearts endow. 

Of all rich dowries best ; 
Their substance bless, and peace bestow- 

To sweeten all the rest. 
4 In purest love their souls unite, 

That they, with Christian care, 
May make domestic burdens light. 

By taking mutual share- 


979 7,6,7,6. Uebbr. 

At a wedding. 
GOD of pure affection ! 
By men and saints adored, 
Who gavest thy protection 

To Cana's nuptial board ; 
May such thy bounties ever 
To wedded lore be shown, 
And no rude hand dissever 
Whom thou hast linked in one. 

980 n > 9 - C. Wesley 

Birthday of a consort. 

COME away to the skies, My beloved arise, 
And rejoice in the day thou wast born: 
On this festival day, Come exulting away, 
And with singing to Sion return. 

2 We have laid up our love And our treasure 

Though our bodies continue below: 
The redeemed of our Lord, We remember hi& 

And with singing to paradise go. 

3 With singing we praise The original grace 
By our Heavenly Father bestowed ; 

Our being receive From his bounty, and live 

To the honor and glory of God. 
I For thy glory we are Created to share 

Both the nativre aud kingdom divine : 
Created again, That our souls may remain 

In time and eternity thine. 
6 With thanks we approve The design of thy 

Which hath joined us in Jesus's name: 
So united in heart That we never can part. 

Till we meet at the feast of the Lamb. 


3 There, there at his feet, We shall suddenly 
And be parted in "body no more ! 
We shall sing to our lyres, With the heavenly 
And our Saviour in glory adore. 

7 Hallelujah we sing To our Father and King 
And his rapturous praises repeat : 

To the Lamb that was slain, Hallelujah again 
Sing all heaven, and fall at his feet ! 

8 In assurance of hope, We to Jesus look up, 
Till his banner unfurled in the air, 

From our graves we shall see, And cry out, " It 
is he!" 
And fly up to acknowledge him there. 

981 7,7,7,7,7,7. 
Birth of a child. 

C\ ENTLE stranger, fearless come 
VX To our quiet, happy home ; 
Bud of being, beauteous flower, 
Sprung to birth this smiling hour, 
While upon thy form we gaze, 
Grateful thoughts to heaven we raise. 
2 Saviour, from thy heavenly throne 
Smile upon this little one ; 
Let thy Spirit be its guide, 
Let its wants be well supplied ; 
Cleanse it by thy precious blood, 
Fit it for thy high abode. 

982 L. tf- C Wesley. 

Birth of a child. 

FATHER of all, by whom we are, 
For whom was made whatever is; 
Who hast intrusted to our care 
A candidate for glorious bliss: 


2 Poor worms of earth, to thee we cry, 
For grace to guide what grace has given > 

We ask for wisdom from on high, 
To train our infant up for heaven. 

8 Him let us tend severely kind, 
As guardians of his giddy youth ; 

As set to form his tender miud, 
By principles of virtuous truth ; — 

4 To fit his soul for heavenly grace ; 

Discharge the Christian parents' part ; 
And keep him till thy love takes place, 

And Jesus rises in his heart. 

\QS C. M. C. Weslky. 

Parental responsibility. 

GOD, only wise, almighty, good, 
Send forth thy truth and light, 
To point us out the narrow road. 
And guide our steps aright. 

2 Made apt by thy sufficient grace 
To teach as taught by thee, 

We come to train in all thy ways 
Our rising progeny ; — 

3 Their selfish will in time subdue, 
And mortify their pride, 

And lend their youth a sacred clew 
To find the Crucified. 

4 We would persuade their hearts t' obey ; 
With mildest zeal proceed ; 

And never take the harsher way, 
When love will do the deed. 

5 For this we ask, in faith sincere, 
The wisdom from above ; 

To touch their hearts with filial fear 
And pure ingenuous love ! — 


6 To watch their will, to sense inclined, 

Withhold the hurtful food ; 
And gently bend their tender mind, 

And draw their souls to God. 

984 C. M. C. Wesley 

Praying for a sick child. 

JESUS, great healer of mankind, 
Who dost our sorrows bear 
Let an afflicted parent find 
An answer to his prayer. 

2 I look for help from thee alone, 
To thee for succor fly ; 

My son is sick — my darling son — 
And at the point to die. 

3 Surely, if thou pronounce the word, 
If thou the answer give, 

My dying son shall be restored, 
And to thy glory live. 

4 save the father in the son, 
Restore him, Lord, to me; 

My heart the mercy then shall own, 
And give him back to thee. 

985 8,7. Cecil. 
Dying child to its mother. 

CEASE here longer to detain me, 
Fondest mother, drowned in woe : 
Now thy kind caresses pain me, — 

Morn advances — let me go. 
2 See yon orient streak appearing ! 

Harbinger of endless day : 
Hark ! a voice, the darkness cheering, 

Calls my new-born soul away. 
8 Lately launched, a trembling stranger. 

On the world's wide, boist'rous flood; 


Pierced with sorrows, tossed with danger, 
Gladly I return to God. 

4 Now my cries sliall cease to grieve thee ; 

Now my trembling heart shall rest ; 
Kinder arms than thine receive me, — 

Softer pillow than thy breast. 

6 Weep not o'er these eyes that languish, 
Upward turning to their home; 

They will soon forget .all anguish, 
While I wait to see thee come. 

6 There, my mother, pleasures centre : 
Weeping, parting, care, or woe, 

Ne'er our Father's house shall enter — 
Morn advances ! — let me go ! 

986 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Death of a child. 

WITH all our soul, Lord, we give 
The child thy love hath snatched away i 
On earth we would not have him live, 

With us we would not have him stay ; 
The sacrifice long since was o'er. 
We stand to what we gave before. 

2 We all have left for Jesus' sake, 
And shall we grieve to part with one ! 

No, if a wish could call him back, 
We would not have our darling son 

Brought from his everlasting rest, 

Snatched from his Heavenly Father's breast. 

8 Pass a few fleeting days or years, 
And wo shall see our child again; 

When Jesus in the clouds appears, 
With him we shall in glory reign, 

We and the children he hath given 

Inseparably joined in heaven. 


987 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley. 

Death of a child. 

TTTHEREFORE should I make my moan, 
V V Now the darling child is dead? 
He to early rest is gone, 
He to paradise is fled: 

1 shall go to him, but he 
Never shall return to me. 

2 God forbids his longer stay, 
God recalls the precious loan, 

God hath taken him away, 

From my bosom to his own ; 
Surely what he wills is best ! 
Happy in his will, I rest. 

3 Faith cries out, It is the Lord ! 
Let him do as seems him good ; 

Be thy holy name adored, 

Take the gift awhile bestowed, 
Take the child no longer mine, 
Thine he is, for ever thine. 

988 8,8,6. C. Wesley. 
Death of a relative. 

IF death my friend and me divide. 
Thou dost not, Lord, my sorrow chide 
Or frown, my tears to see , 
Restrained from passionate excess, 
Thou bidd'st me mourn in calm distress 
For them that rest in thee. 

2 I feel a strong, immortal hope, 
Which bears my mournful spirit up 

Beneath its mountain-load : 
Redeemed from death, and grief, and pain 
I soon shall find my friend again 

Within the arms of God. 


3 Pass a few fleeting moments more, 
And death the blessing shall restore, 

Which death has snatched away ; 
For me thou wilt the summons send, 
And give me back my parted friend 

In that eternal day. 

M89 C. M. Heber. 

In affliction. 
GOD, who madest earth and sky, 
The darkness and the day, 
Give ear to this thy family, 
And help us when we pray ! 

2 For wild the waves of bitterness 
Around our vessel roar, 

And heavy grows the pilot's heart, 
To view the rocky shore! 

3 The cross our Master bore for us, 
For him we fain would bear ; 

But mortal strength to weakness turns. 
And courage to despair. 

4 Then, mercy on our failings, Lord ! 
Our sinking faith renew ; 

And when thy sorrows visit us, 
send thy patience too ! 

P 1 

990 "s. C. Wesle- 

Pastor's salutation. 
lEACE be on this house bestowed ! 
Peace on all that here reside ! 
Let the unknown peace of God 

With the man of peace abide ! 
Let the Spirit now come down : 

Let the blessing now take place : 
8on of peace, receive thy crown. 
FulDess of the gospel grace. 


2 Christ, my Master and my Lord, 

Let me thy forerunner be : 
he mindful of thy word, 

Yisit them, and visit me ! 
To this house and all herein 

Now let thy salvation come ; 
Save our souls from inbred sin ! 

Make us thy eternal home ! 

991 8,7. C. Wesley. 

"Peace be to this house." 

PEACE be to this habitation ! 
Peace to every soul herein ! 
Peace, the foretaste of salvation, 

Peace, the seal of cancelled sin, — 
Peace that speaks its heavenly Giver, 

Peace to earthly minds unknown, 
Peace divine that lasts for ever, — 
Here erect its glorious throne. 

2 On the son of peace descending, 
On the daughter of thy grace, 

Full of comforts never ending, 
Let the promise now take place. 

Now thy love-infusing Spirit 
Shed in every heart abroad : 

And, Redeemer, through thy merit, 
Make each child a child of God 

3 Claim for thine each faithful servant 
By the reconciling word ; 

Pure in heart, in spirit fervent, 

Let them serve their heavenly Lord. 

Visit, Lord, with thy salvation 
Every providential guest, 

Every friend and kind relation 
Take into thy people's rest I 


992 C. M. COLLYEB. 

A religious household. 

HAPPY the Christian family, 
Where faith and love abound ; 
It rises like a lofty tree, 

With living foliage crowned. 

2 With verdant leaf, with tow'ring head, 
The parent-stem shall grow, — 

His branches all around him spread, 
His root deep fixed below. 

3 No blight shall hurt the tender shoot, 
Nor wasting drought destroy ; 

No secret worm shall nip the root 
Or blossom of his joy. 

4 From day to day, from year to year. 
The stately tree shall rise ; 

Till gathered from this earthly sphere, 
' And planted in the skies. 

9P3 7s. C. Wesley 

A religious household. 

JESUS, Lord, we look to thee, 
Let us in thy name agree : 
Show thyself the Prince of peace ; 
Bid our jars for ever cease. 

2 By thy reconciling love 
Every stumbling-block remove ; 
Each to each unite, endear ; 
Come, and spread thy banner here. 

3 Make us of one heart and mind, 
Courteous, pitiful, and kind ; 
Lowly, meek, in thought and word, 
Altogether like our Lord. 

4 Let us for each other care, 
Each the other's burden bear ; 


To thy Church the pattern give, 
Show how true believers live. 

5 Free from anger and from pride, 
Let us thus in God abide ; 

All the depths of love express, 
All the heights of holiness. 

6 Let us, then, with joy remove 
To the family above ; 

On the wings of angels fly, 
Show how true believers die. 

994 S. M. Watts, 
Psalm cxxxiii. 

BLEST are the sons of peace, 
Whose hearts and hopes are one ; 
Whose kind designs to serve and please 
Through all their actions run. 

2 Blest is the pious house 
Where zeal and friendship meet ; 

Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, 
Make their communion sweet. 

3 Thus on the heavenly hills 
The saints are blest above, 

Where joy, like morning dew, distils, 
And all the air is love. 

995 3. M. C. Weslb-j 
Household consecrated to God 

THE power to bless my house 
Belongs to God alone ; 
Yet rend'ring him my constant vows, 

He sends his blessings down. 
2 Shall I not then engage 

My house to serve the Lord, 
To search the soul- converting page, 
And feed upon his word, — 


3 To ask with faith and hope 
The grace which he supplies, 

In prayer and praise to offer up 
Their daily sacrifice ? 

4 Let each his sin eschew, 
Through thy restraining grace, 

Our father Abrah'ni's steps pursue, 
And walk in all thy ways. 

5 Saviour of men, incline 

The hearts which thou hast made, 
Which thou hast bought with blood divine 5 
To ask thy promised aid. 

6 Me and my house receive, 
Thy family t' increase, 

And let us in thy favor live, 
And let us die in peace. 

99(3 L. M. Doddridge. 

Household consecration. 

FATHER of men, thy care we bless, 
Which crowns our families with peace ; 
From thee they spring ; and by thy hand 
They are, and shall be still, sustained. 

2 To God, most worthy to be praised, 
Be our domestic altars raised ; 

Who, Lord of heaven, yet deigns to come. 
And sanctify our humblest home. 

3 To thee may each united house 
Morning and night present its vows : 
Our servants there, and rising race, 
Be taught thy precepts, and thy grace. 

4 So may each future age proclaim 
The honors of thy glorious name ; 
And each succeeding race remove 
To join the family above. 


section n. 
&f)i &lnszt. 

997 C. M. Cowper 

EAR from the world, Lord, I flee, 
From strife and tumult far ; 
From scenes where Satan wages still 
His most successful wai 

2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, 
With prayer and praise agree ; 

And seem by thy sweet bounty made 
For those who follow thee. 

3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, 
And grace her mean abode, 

with what peace, and joy, and love, 
She communes with her God ! 

4 There, like the nightingale, she pours 
Her solitary lays ; 

Nor asks a witness of her song, 
Nor thirsts for human praise. 

998 G. M. C. Weslby. 
" Enter into thy closet." 

ENT'BING into my closet, 1 
The busy world exclude ; 
In secret prayer for mercy cry, 
And groan to be renewed. 

2 Far from the paths of men to Thee 
I solemnly retire : 

See Thou, who dost in secret see, 
And grant my heart's desire. 

3 Fain would I all thy goodness feel, 
And know my sins forgiven ! 


And do on earth thy perfect will 
As angels do in heaven. 

4 Father, glorify thy Son, 
And grant what I require ; 

For Jesus' sake the gift send down, 
And answer me by fire. 

5 Kindle the flame of love within, 
Which may to heaven ascend ; 

And now the work of grace begin, 
Which shall in glory end. 

999 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley. 

DISCLOSE thy lovely face ; 
Quicken all my drooping powers ! 
Gasps my fainting soul for grace, 
As a thirsty land for showers : 
Haste, my Lord, no more delay, 
Come, my Saviour, come away ! 

2 Dark and cheerless is the morn 
Unaccompanied by thee : 

Joyless is the day's return, 

Till thy mercy's beams I see, — 
Till thou inward light impart, 
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 

3 Visit, then, this soul of mine, 
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; 

Fill me, Radiancy Divine ; 
Scatter all my unbelief: 
More and more thyself display, 
Shining to the perfect day. 

1000 L. M. Montgomery. 


FULL speed along the world's highway, 
By crowds of eager trav'lers trod, 


My soul, my soul, a moment stay, 
To hold communion here "with Godl 

2 He spake with Abrah'm at the oak, 
He called Elisha from the plough, 

David he from the sheepfolds took, — 
Thy day, thine hour of grace, is now. 

3 Earth, with thy vanities, depart ! 
My God, I stand alone with thee ; 

Thine eye is looking on my heart ; — 
what a noon is risen on me ! 

lOOl C. M. Brown. 

I LOVE to steal awhile awa\ 
From every cumb'ring care ; 
And spend the hours of setting day 
In humble, grateful prayer. 

2 I love in solitude to shed 
The penitential tear ; 

And all his promises to plead, 
Where none but God can hear. 

3 I love to think on mercies past, 
And future good implore ; 

And all my cares and sorrows cast 
On him whom I adore 

4 I love by faith to take a view 
Of brighter scenes in heaven : 

The prospect does my strength renew, 
While here by tempests driven. 

5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 
May its departing ray 

Be calm as this impressive hour, 
And lead to endless day. 


1002 L - M. EDME8T0N. 

A Sabbath evening meditation. 

IS there a time when moments flow 
More lovelily than all beside ? 
It is, of all the times below, 
A Sabbath eve in summer tide. 

2 then the setting sun smiles fair, 
And all below, and all above, 

The diff'rent forms of nature wear 
One universal garb of love. 

3 And then the peace that Jesus beams, — 
The life of grace, the death of sin, 

With nature's placid woods and streams, — 
Is peace without, and peace within. 

4 Delightful scene ! — a world at rest — 
A God all love — no grief nor fear — 

A heavenly hope -a peaceful breast — 
A smile unsullied by a tear»! 

5 Delightful hour ! how soon will night 
Spread her dark mantle o'er thy reign, 

And morrow's quick-returning light 
Must call us to the world again. 

6 Yet will there dawn at last a day, 
A sun that never sets shall rise ; 

Night will not veil his ceaseless ray ; 
The heavenly Sabbath never dies! 

1 003 L - M - Kek. 


MY God, I now from sleep awake, 
The sole possession of me take ; 
From midnight terrors me secure, 
And guard my heart from thoughts impure . 
3 Blest angels, while we silent lie, 
You hallelujahs sing on high; 


You, joyful, hymn the Ever-blest, 
Before the throne, and never rest. 

3 I with your choir celestial join, 
In off'ring up a hymn divine ; 
With you in heaven I hope to dwell, 
And bid the night and world farewell 

4 Lord, lest the tempter me surprise, 
Watch over thine own sacrifice : 

All loose, all idle thoughts cast out, 
And make my very dreams devout. 

5 Praise God. from whom all blessings flew, 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 

1004 L - M - J - Wesley 

[From the Spanish.^ 

Psalm lxiii. 

OGOD, my God, my all thou art ! 
Ere shines the dawn of rising day, 
Thy sovereign light within my heart, 
Thy all-enliv'ning power display. 

2 For thee my thirsty soul doth pant, 
While in this desert land I live ; 

And hungry as I am, and faint, 
Thy love alone can comfort give. 

3 In a dry land behold I place 

My whole desire on thee, my Lord, 
And more I joy to gain thy grace, 

Than all earth's treasures can afford. 
1 More dear than life itself, thy love 

My heart and tongue shall still employ; 
And to declare thy praise will prove 

My peace, my glory, and my joy. 
5 In blessing thee with grateful songs. 

My happy life shall glide away ; 


The praise that to thy name belongs, 
Hourly with lifted hands I'll pay. 

6 Abundant sweetness, while I sing 
Thy love, my ravished heart o'erflows ; 

Secure in thee, my God and King, 
Of glory that no period knows. 

7 Thy name, God, upon my bed, 
Dwells on my lips, and fires my thought: 

With trembling awe, in midnight shade, 
I muse on all thy hands have wrought. 

8 In all I do I feel thine aid ; 
Therefore thy greatness will I sing, 

God, who bidd'st my heart be glad 
Beneath the shadow of thy wing ! 

9 My soul draws nigh and cleaves to thee : 
Then let or earth or hell assail, 

Thy mighty hand shall set me free , 

For whom thou sav'st, he ne'er shall fail 

1005 L - **. Doddridge. 


OTHOU great God, whose piercing eye 
Distinctly marks each deep recess, 
In these sequestered hours draw nigh, . 

And with thy presence fill the place. 
C Through all the mazes of my heart, 

My search let heavenly wisdom guide, 
And still its radiant beams impart, 

Till all be searched and purified. 
3 Then with the visits of thy love, 

Vouchsafe my inmost, soul to cheer ; 
Till every grace shall join to prove 

That God has fixed his dwelling there. 

L006 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 

Reading the Scriptures. 

W"HEN quiet in my house I sit, 
Thy book be my companion still : 


My joy, thy sayings to repeat, 

Talk o'er the records of thy will, 
And search the oracles Divine, 
Till every heartfelt word be mine. 

2 may the gracious words Divine 
Subject of all my converse be! 

So will the Lord his foll'wer join, 

And walk and talk himself with me : 
So shall my heart his presence prove, 
And burn with everlasting love. 

3 Oft as I lay me down to rest, 

may the reconciling word 
Sweetly compose my weary breast, 

While, on the bosom of my Lord, 

1 sink in blissful dreams away, 
And visions of eternal day ! 

4 Rising to sing my Saviour's praise, 
Thee may I publish all day long ; 

And let thy precious word of grace 

Flow from my heart and fill my tongue, — 
Fill all my life with purest love, 
And join me to the Church above. 

1007 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley 

Communion xoith God. 

T^O thee, great God of love ! I bow, 
And prostrate in thy sight adore: 
By faith I see thee passing now : 

1 have, but still I ask for more : 
A glimpse of love cannot suffice, 
My soul for all thy presence cries. 

2 The fulness of my vast reward 
A blest eternity shall be ; — 

But hast thou not on earth prepared 
Some better thing than this for me ? 


What, — but one drop ! — one transient sight ! 
I want a sun — a sea of light. 

3 More favored than the saints of old, — 
Who now by faith approach to thee, 

Shall all with open face behold 

In Christ, the glorious Deity, — 
Shall see and put salvation on, 
The nature of thy sinless Son. 

4 This, this is our high calling's prize ! 
Thine image in thy Son I claim ; 

And still to higher glories rise, 

Till, all transformed, I know thy name, 
And glide to all my heaven above, 
My highest heaven in Jesus' love. 

1008 7,6,7,6,7,7,7,6. C. Wesley. 

Romans x. 6-10. 

OFT I in my heart have said, 
"Who shall ascend on high, — 
Mount to Christ, my glorious Head, 

And bring him from the sky ? 

Borne on contemplation's wing, 

Surely I shall find him there, 

Where the angels praise their King, 

And gain the Morning Star." 

2 Oft I in my heart have said, 
"Who to the deep shall stoop, — 

Sink with Christ among the dead, 
From thence to bring him up ? 

Could I but my heart prepare 
By unfeigned humility, 

'Jhrist would quickly enter there, 
And ever dwell in me." 

3 But the righteousness of faith 
Hath taught me better things : 

" Inward turn thine eyes," it saith, 
While Christ to me it brings : 


" Christ is ready to impart 
Life to all, for life who sigh : 

In thy mouth and in thy heart 
The word is ever nigh." 

1009 C. M. Williams 
"My meditation of him shall be sweet." 

WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power ! 
Be my vain wishes stilled ; 
And may this consecrated hour 
With better hopes be filled. 

2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed 
To thee my thoughts would soar : 

Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed, 
That mercy I adore. 

3 In each event of life, how clear 
Thy ruling hand I see ! 

Each blessing to my soul most dear, 
Because conferred by thee. 

4 In every joy that crowns my days, 
In every pain I bear, 

My heart shall find delight in praise, 
Or seek relief in prayer. 

5 When gladness wings the favored hour, 
Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 

Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, 
My soul shall meet thy will. 

6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 
The gath'ring storm shall see ; 

My steadfast heart shall know no fear — 
That heart will rest on thee. 

1010 & M. DAVIK8. 

Self- dedication. 

LORD, I am thine, entirely thine, 
Purchased and saved by blood Divine ; 


With full consent thine would I be. 
And own thy sovereign right in me. 

2 Grant one poor sinner more a place 
Among the children of thy grace : 

A wretched sinner, lost to God, 
But ransomed by lmmanuel's blood. 

3 Thine would I live, thine would I die, 
Be thine through all eternity ; 

The vow is past beyond repeal, 
Now will I set the solemn seal. 

4 Here at that cross where flows the blood 
That bought my guilty soul for God, 
Thee, my new Master, now I call, 

And consecrate to thee my all. 

5 Do thou assist a feeble worm 
The great engagement to perform ; 
Thy grace can full assistance lend, 
And on that grace 1 dare depend. 

1^011 k. M. DODDEIDGE. 

Eucharistic vow. 

HAPPY day that fixed my choice 
On thee, my Saviour and my God ! 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
And tell its raptures all abroad. 

2 happy bond, that seals my vows 
To Him who merits all my love ! 

Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
While to that sacred shrine I move. 

3 "lis done : the great transaction 's done ' 
I am my Lord's, and he is mine ; 

He drew me, and I followed on, 
Charmed to confess the voice Divine. 

4 Now rest, my long-divided heart ; 
Fixed on this blissful centre, rest : 


With ashes who -would grudge to part, 
When called on angels' bread to feast ? 

5 High Heaven, that heard the solemn vo"w. 
That vow renewed shall daily hear, 

Till in life's latest hour I bow, 

And bless in death a bond so dear. 

1012 8s - C. Weslst 

" Thy vows are upon me." 

OHOW shall a sinner perform 
The vows he hath vowed to the Lord ? 
A sinful and impotent worm, 
How can I be true to my word ? 

1 tremble at what I have done : 

send me thy help from above ; 
The power of thy Spirit make known, 
The virtue of Jesus's love ! 

2 My solemn engagements are vain, 
My promises empty as air, — 

My vows, I shall break them again, 
And plunge in eternal despair, — 

Unless my omnipotent God 

The sense of his goodness impart, 

And shed, by his Spirit, abroad 
The love of himself in my heart. 

3 0, Lover of sinners, extend 

To me thy compassionate grace ! 
Appear, my affliction to end, 

Afford me a glimpse of thy face ! 
That light shall enkindle in me 

A flame of reciprocal love ; 
And then I shall cleave unto thee, 

And then I shall never remove. 

X013 !*• M. Doddridge. 

f~] OD of my life, through all my days, 
Vjf My grateful powers shall sound thy praise 


The song shall wake with op'ning light. 
And warble to the silent night. 

2 When anxious cares would break my rest 
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, 
Thy tuneful praises raised on high 

Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 

3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 
And all the powers of language fail, 

Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, 
And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 

4 But 0, when that last conflict's o'er, 
And I am chained to flesh no more, 
With what glad accents shall I rise 

To join the music of the skies ! 

5 Soon shall I learn the exalted strains 
Which echo through the heavenly plains ; 
And emulate, with joy unknown, 

The glowing seraphs round the throne. 

6 The cheerful tribute will I give 
Long as a deathless soul shall live : 
A work so sweet, a theme so high, 
Demands and crowns eternity. 

1014: C. M. Addison. 

"IT THEN all thy mercies, my God, 

W My rising soul surveys, 
Transported with the view, I'm lost 
In wonder, love, and praise ! 

2 how can words with equal warmth 
The gratitude declare 

That glows within my ravished heart ? 
But thou canst read it there ! 

3 Thy providence my life sustained, 
And all my wants redressed, 


While in the silent womb I lay. 
And hung upon the breast. 

4 To all my weak complaints and cries 
Thy mercy lent an ear. 

Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned 
To form themselves in prayer. 

5 Unnumbered comforts on my soul 
Thy tender care bestowed, 

Before my infant heart conceived 
From whom those comforts flowed. 

6 When in the slippery paths of youth 
With heedless steps I ran. 

Thine arm. unseen, conveyed me safe, 
And led me up to man. 

7 Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths. 
It gently cleared my way ; 

And through the pleasing snares of vice, 
More to be feared than they. 

8 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou 
With health renewed my face ; 

And, when in sins and sorrows sunk. 
Revived my soul with grace. 

9 Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss 
Has made my cup run o'er ; 

And in a kind and faithful friend 
Hast doubled all my store. 

10 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 
My daily thanks employ ; 

Nor is the least a cheerful heart, 
That tastes those gifts with joy. 

11 Through every period of my life 
Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 

And after death, in distant worlds, 
The pleasing theme renew. 


12 When nature fails, and day and night 
Divide thy works no more, 

My ever grateful heart, Lord, 
Thy mercies shall adore. 

13 Through all eternity to thee 
A grateful song I'll raise ; 

But ! eternity's too short 
To utter all thy praise. 

1 015 L - M. C. Weslby. 

Recovery from sickness. 

AND live I yet, by power Divine ? 
And have I still my course to run ? 
Again brought back, in its decline, 
The shadow of my parting sun ? 

2 Wond'ring I ask — Is this the breast 
Struggling so late, and torn with pain ? 

The eyes that upward looked for rest, 
And dropped their weary lids again ? 

3 The recent horrors still appear : 

may they never cease to awe ! 
Still be the king of terrors near, 

Whom late in all his pomp I saw. 

4 Jesus to my deliv'rance flew, 
Where, sunk in mortal pangs, I lay ; 

Pale death his ancient Conqu'ror knew. 
And trembled, and ungrasped his prey. 

5 God of my life, what just return 
Can sinful dust and ashes give ? 

1 only live my sin to mourn : 
To love my God I only live. 

6 To thee, benign and saving Power. 

1 consecrate my lengthened days: 
While, marked with blessings, every fccvi 

Shall speak thy coextended praise 



1016 6,6,6,6,8,8. C. Wesley. 


OD of my life, to thee 
My cheerful soul I raise ! 
Thy goodness hade me he, 
And still prolongs my days : 

1 see my natal hour return, 

And hless the day that I "was horn. 

2 A clod of living earth, 
I glorify thy name, 

From whom alone my birth 
And all my blessings came : 
Creating and preserving grace, 
Let all that is within me praise. 

3 Long as I live beneath, 
To thee let me live, 

To thee my eveiy breath 
In thanks and praises give ! 
Whate'er I have, whate'er I am, 
Shall magnify my Maker's name. 

4 My soul and all its powers, 
Thine, wholly thine, shall be ; 

All, all my happy hours 
I consecrate to thee: 
Me to thine image now restore, 
And I shall praise thee evermore. 

1017 S. M. C. Weslbv 
For a minister before preaching. 

EQUIP me for the war, 
And teach my hands to fight ; 
My simple, upright heart prepare, 
And guide my words aright. 

2 Control my every thought ; 
My whole of sin remove ; 


Let all my works in thee be wrought, 
Let all be wrought in love. 

3 arm me with the mind, 
Meek Lamb, that was in thee I 

And let my knowing zeal be joined 
With perfect charity. 

4 With calm and tempered zeal 
Let me enforce thy call ; 

And vindicate thy gracious will, 
Which offers life to all. 

5 may I love like thee ! 
In all thy footsteps tread ! 

Thou hatest all iniquity, 

But nothing thou hast made. 

6 may I learn the art, 
With meekness to reprove ! 

To hate the sin with all my heart, 
But still the sinner love. 

1018 c - M - P- Wesley. 

For a minister after preaching. 

JESUS, my strength and righteousness, 
My Saviour and my King, 
Triumphantly thy name I bless, 
Thy conqu'ring name I sing. 

2 Thou, Lord, hast magnified thy name, 
Thou hast maintained thy cause, 

And I enjoy the glorious shame, 
The scandal of thy cross. 

3 Thou gavest me to speak thy word 
In the appointed hour : 

T have proclaimed my dying Lord, 
And felt thy Spirit's power. 

4 Superior to my foes I stood, 
Above their smile or frown : 


On all the strangers to thy blood 
With pitying love looked down. 

5 let me have thy presence still ; 
Set as a flint my face, 

To show the counsel of thy will, 
Which saves a world by grace ! 

6 never let me blush to own 
The glorious gospel word, 

Which saves a world through faith alone, 
Faith in a dying Lord ! 

L019 c - M - c - Wesley 

The aged minister's prayer. 

LORD, I believe thy every word, 
Thy e\ery promise, true ; 
And lo ! I wait on thee, my Lord, 
Till I my strength renew. 

2 If in this feeble flesh I may 
Awhile show forth thy praise, 

Jesus, support the tott'ring clay, 
And lengthen out my days. 

3 If such a worm as I can spread 
The common Saviour's name, 

Let him who raised thee from the dead 
Quicken my mortal frame. 

4 Still let me live thy blood to show, 
Which purges every stain ; 

And gladly linger out below 
A fcw more years in pain. 

L020 8 > 8 > 6 - C. Wesley 

For the head of a family. 

TAND my house will serve the Lord; 
But first obedient to his word 
I must myself appear ; 


By actions, words, and tempers, show 
That I my heavenly Master know, 
And serve with heart sincere. 

2 I must the fair example set : 
From those that on my pleasure wait 

The stumbling-block remove : 
Their duty by my life explain ; 
And still in all my works maintain 

The dignity of love. 

3 Easy to be entreated, mild, 
Quickly appeased and reconciled, 

A foll'wer of my God, — 
A saint, indeed, I long to be, 
And lead my faithful family 

In the celestial road. 

4 Lord, if thou didst the wish infuse, 
A vessel fitted for thy use 

Into thy hands receive : 
Work in me both to will and do, 
And show them how believers true, 

And real Christians, live. 

5 With all-sufficient grace supply ; 
And, lo ! I come to testify 

The wonders of thy name, 
Which saves from sin, the world, and hell, 
Whose virtue every heart may feel, 

And every tongue proclaim. 

6 A sinner, saved myself from sin, 
I come my family to win, 

To preach their sins forgiven ; 
Children, and wife, and servants, seize, 
And, through the paths of pleasantness, 

Conduct them all to heaven. 

1021 L. M. C. Wesley. 

For a master. 

MASTER supreme ! I look to thee 
For grace and wisdom from above: 


Vested with thy authority, 

Endue me "with thy patient love : 

That, taught according to thy will, 
To rule my family aright, 

1 may th' appointed charge fulfil, 

With all my heart, and all my might, 

2 Inferiors, as a sacred trust, 

I from the sovereign Lord receive, 
That what is suitable and just, 

Impartial I to all may give ; — 
O'erlook them with a guardian eye; 

From vice and wickedness restrain ; 
Mistakes and lesser faults pass by, 

And govern with a looser rein. 

3 The servant faithful and discreet, 
Gentle to him, and good, and mild, 

Him I would tenderly entreat. 

And scarce distinguish from a child : 
Yet let me not my place forsake, 

Th' occasion of his stumbling prove, 
The servant to my bosom take, 

Or mar him by familiar love. 

4 Order, if some invert, confound, 
Their Lord's authority betray, — 

I hearken to the gospel sound, 
And trace the providential way. 

As far from abjectness as pride, 
With condescending dignity, 

Jesus, I make thy word my guide, 
And keep the post assigned by thee. 

5 could I emulate the zeal 

Thou dost to thy poor servants bear ! 
The troubles, griefs, and burden feel, 

Of souls intrusted to my care ! — 
In daily prayer to God commend 

The souls whom Christ expired to save ; 
And think how soon my sway may end, 

And "all be equal in the grave i 


1022 S. M. C.Wesley. 

For a servant. 

JESUS, the Lord most high, 
Thy poorest servant own ; 
And give me strength to glorify 

And serve my God alone ; 
Inspired with humble fear, 

And principled with grace, 
My earthly master to revere, 

As standing in thy place. 
2 Whate'er for man I do, 

I do as to the Lord ; 
From God, the merciful and true, 

Expecting my reward ; 
And whether bond or free, 

I know thou wilt approve, 
And crown our services to thee 

With thy eternal love 

1023 L - M - C. Wesley. 

For a servant* 1 Tim. vi. 1, 2. 
TTTITH a believing master blessed, 

VV His equal in the Saviour's eyes, 
His brother in the Lord confessed, 

Shall I neglect him, or despise — 
Forget the diff'rence of estate, 

And scorn at his commands to bow ; 
As high and low, as small and great, 

Were all upon a level now ? 
2 Rather I would, with warmer zeal, 

My just fidelity approve ; 
Gladly perform his utmost will, 

And love whom God is pleased to love ; — 
Worthy of double honor deem 

The heir of joys that never end; 
And serve and cordially esteem 

Whom Jesus deigns to call his friencL 



1024 L- M. C. Wesley. 
Beginning work. 

FORTH in thy name, Lord, I go, 
My daily labor to pursue ; 
Thee, only thee, resolved to know 

In all I think, or speak, or do. 
2 Thee may I set at my right hand, 

Whose eyes my inmost substance sec ; 
And labor on at thy command, 
And offer all my works to thee. 

1025 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley. 
Martha and Mary. Luke x. 38-42. 

! I come with joy to do 
The Master's blessed will — 
Him in outward works pursue, 
And serve his pleasure still. 
Faithful to my Lord's commands, 

I still would choose the better part ; 
Serve with careful Martha's hands 
And loving Mary's heart. 

2 Careful without care I am, 
Nor feel my happy toil : 

Kept in peace by Jesus' name, 

Supported by his smile ; 
Joyful thus my faith to show, 

I find his service my reward . 
Every work I do below, 

I do it to the Lord. 

3 Thou. Lord, in tender love 
Dost all my burdens bear, 

Lift my heart to things above. 

And fix it ever there ! 
Calm on tumult's wheel I sit, 

'Midst busy multitudes alone 
Sweetly waiting at thy feet. 

Till all thy will be done. 


4 that all the art might know 

Of living thus to thee ! 
?ind their heaven begun below, 

And here thy glory see ! 
Walk in all the works prepared 

By thee to exercise their grace ; 
Till they gain their full reward, 

And see thy glorious face ! 

1026 C. M. C. Wesley. 
Consecration of property. 

FATHER, into thy hands alone 
I have my all restored; 
My all thy property I own, 
The steward of the Lord. 

2 Confiding in thy only love, 
Through Jesus strength'ning me, 

I wait thy faithfulness to prove, 
And give back all to thee. 

3 Take when thou wilt into thy hands, 
And as thou wilt require ; 

Resume by the Chaldean bands, 
Or the devouring fire. 

4 Determined all thy will t' obey, 
Thy blessings I restore : 

Give, Lord, or take thy gifts away, 
I praise thee evermore. 

1027 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley. 
Trust in Providence. 

(CAPTAIN of Israel's host, and Guide 
J Of all who seek the land above, 
Beneath thy shadow we abide, 

The cloud of thy protecting love : 
Our strength, thy grace ; our rule, thy word ; 
Our end, the glory of the Lord. 


2 By thine 'unerring Spirit led, 
We shall not in the desert stray ; 

We shall not full direction need, 
Nor miss our providential way ; 

As far from danger as from fear, 

While love, almighty love, is near. 

1028 8,6,8,6,8,8. Condib 
In poverty 

AS much have I of worldly good 
As e'er my Master had; 

1 diet on as dainty food, 
And am as richly clad, 

Though plain my garb, though scant my board, 
As Mary's Son and nature's Lord. 

2 The manger was his infant bed, 
His home the mountain-cave, 

He had not where to lay his head, 

He borrowed e'en his grave ; 
Earth yielded him no resting-spot, — 
Her Maker — but she knew him not. 

3 As much the world's good-will I share, 
Its favors and applause, 

As he whose blessed name I bear, — 

Hated without a cause ; 
Despised, — rejected, — mocked by pride; 
Betrayed, — forsaken, — crucified. 

4 Why should I court my Master's foe ? 
Why should I fear its frown ? 

Why should I seek for rest below, 

Or sigh for brief renown ? 
A pilgrim to a better land, — 
An heir of joy at God's right hand. 

1029 L- M. C. Wesley. 
For condemned malefactors. 

0THOT7 that hangedst on the tree, 
Our curse and suff 'rings to remove, 


Pity the souls that look to thee, 
And save us by thy dying love. 

2 We have no outward righteousness, 
No merits, or good works, to plead ; 

We only can be saved by grace : 
Thy grace will here be free indeed. 

3 Save us by grace, through faith alone. 
A faith thou must thyself impart ; 

A faith that would by works be shown, 
A faith that purifies the heart ; — 

4 A faith that doth the mountains move, 
A faith that shows our sins forgiven, 

A faith that sweetly works by love, 
And ascertains our claim to heaven ; — 

5 This is the faith we humbly seek, 
The faith in thy all-cleansing blood ; 

That blood which doth for sinners speak, 
let it speak us up to God ! 

1030 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley. 

In affliction. 

' 1AST on the fidelity 

Of my redeeming Lord, 

1 shall his salvation see, 
According to his word : 

Credence to his word I give ; 

My Saviour in distresses past, 
Will not now his servant leave, 

But bring me through at last. 

2 Better than my boding fears 
To me thou oft hast proved • 

Oft observed my silent tears, 
And challenged thy beloved : 

Mercy to my rescue flew, 

And death ungrasped his fainting prey 


Pain before thy face withdrew, 
And sorrow flew away. 

3 Now as yesterday the same, 
In all my troubles nigh, 

Jesus, on thy word and name 

I steadfastly rely : 
Sure as now the grief I feel, 

The promised joy I soon shall have; 
Saved again, to sinners tell 

Thy power and will to save. 

4 To thy blessed will resigned, 
And stayed on that alone, 

I thy perfect strength shall find, 

Thy faithful mercies own : 
Compassed round with songs of praise, 

My all to my Kedeemer give ; 
Spread thy miracles of grace, 

And to thy glory live. 

1031 • L - M - C.Wesley. 

Praying for recovery. 

A NGEL of covenanted grace, 

J\_ Come, and thy healing power infuse : 

Descend in thy own time, and bless, 

And give the means their hallowed use. 

2 Obedient to thy will alone, 

To thee in means I calmly fly; 
My life, I know, is not my own, 
To God I live, to God I die. 

3 Thy holy will be ever mine : 

If thou on earth detain me still, 
I bow, and bless the grace divine, — 
I suffer all thy holy will. 

4 I come, if thou my strength restore, 

To serve thee with my strength renewed ; 
Grant me but this, I ask no more — 
To snend and to be s"nent for God. 


1032 7,7,7,7,7,7. Montgomery 

Psalm xlii. 1-5 

AS the hart, with eager looks, 
Panteth for the water-brooks, 
So my soul, athirst for thee, 
Pants the living God to see : 
When, when, with filial fear, 
Lord, shall I to thee draw near ? 

2 Tears my food, by night, by day ; 
Grief consumes my strength away ; 
While his craft the tempter plies — 
"Where is now thy God?" he cries: 
This would sink me to despair, 

But I pour my soul in prayer. 

3 For, in happier times, I went 
Where the multitude frequent 

I, with them, was wont to bring 
Homage to thy courts, my King; 
I, with them, was wont to rais*e 
Festal hymns on holy days. 

4 Why art thou cast down, my soul ? 
God, thy God, shall make thee whole ; 
Why art thou disquieted ? 

God shall lift thy fallen head : 
And his countenance benign 
Be the saving health of thine. 

1033 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wesle, 

"Thy will be do?ie." 

FATHER, if thou willing be. 
Then my griefs awhile suspend, 
Then remove the cup from me, 

Or thy strengthening angel send; 
Wouldst thou have me suffer on ? 
Father, let thy will be done. 


2 Let my flesh be troubled still, 
Filled "with pain or sore disease, 

Let my wounded spirit feel 

Strong redoubled agonies ; 
Meekly I my will resign, 
Thine be done, and only thine. 

3 Patient as my great High Priest, 
In his bitterness of pain, 

Most abandoned and distressed, 

Father, I the cross sustain ; 
All into thy hands I give, 
Let me die or let me live. 

1034 L - M - c - Wesley. 

Submission to the will of God. 

ETERNAL Beam of Light Divine, 
Fountain of unexhausted love ; 
In whom the Father's glories shine, 

Through earth beneath, and heaven above : 

2 Jesus, the weary wand'rer's rest, 
Give me thy easy yoke to bear : 

With steadfast patience arm my breast, 
With spotless love and lowly fear 

3 Thankful I take the cup from thee, 
Prepared and mingled by thy skill : 

Though bitter to the taste it be, 
Powerful the wounded soul to heal. 

4 Be thou, B-ock of ages, nigh ! 

So shall each murm'ring thought be gone r 
And grief, and fear, and care, shall fly 
As clouds before the mid-day sun. 

5 Speak to my warring passions, "Peace;" 
Say to my trembling heart, " Be still ;'* 

Thy power my strength and fortress is, 
For all things serve thy sovereign will- 


6 death ! where is thy sting ? Where now 

Thy boasted victory. grave ? 
Who shall contend with God? or who 

Can hurt whom God delights to save ? 

1035 8,8,8,8,8,8. Grant- 

"He is able to succor" — 
\T^HEN gath'ring clouds around I view, 
VV And days are dark, and friends are few, 
On Him I lean, who, not in vain, 
Experienced every human pain : 
He sees- my wants, allays my fears, 
And counts and treasures up my tears. 

2 If aught should tempt my .soul to stray 
From heavenly virtue's narrow way, 

To fly the good I would pursue, 

Or do the sin I would not do, 

Still He who felt temptation's power, 

Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour. 

3 When vexing thoughts within me rise, 
And, sore dismayed, my spirit dies, 

Yet He, who once vouchsafed to bear 
The sick'ning anguish of despair, 
Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently diy, 
The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 

4 When, sorr'wing, o'er some stone I bend 
Which covers all that Avas a friend, 

And from his voice, his hand, his smile, 
Divides me, for a little while, 
Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed, 
For thou didst weep o'er Laz'rus dead. 

5 And ' when I have safely passed 
Through every conflict but the last, 
Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
My painful bed, for thou hast died ; 
Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
And wipe the latest, tear away. • 


1036 C - M - TOPLADY. 

"Our consolation abound eth." 
TT7"HEN languor and disease invade 

VV This trembling house of clay, 
'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, 
And long to fly away ; 

2 Sweet to look inward, and attend 
The whispers of his love ; 

Sweet to look upward, to the place 
Where Jesus pleads above ; 

3 Sweet to look back, and see my name 
In life's fair book set down ; 

Sweet to look forward, and behold 
Eternal joys my own ; 

4 Sweet to reflect how grace Divine 
My sins on Jesus laid ; 

Sweet to remember that his blood 
My debt of suff'ring paid ; 

5 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope, 
That, when my change shall come, 

Angels shall hover round my bed, 
And waft my spirit home. 

6 If such the sweetness of the stream. 
What must the fountain be, 

Where saints and angels draw their bliss 
Immediately from thee ! 

L037 8,8,8,8,8,8. C. Wesley, 

"J am old and gray-headed " 

IN age and feebleness extreme, 
Who shall a helpless worm redeem ? 
Jesus, my only hope thou art, 
Strength of my failing flesh and heart ? 
0, could I catch a smile from thee, 
And drop into eternity ! 



1038 8s. C. Wesley 

l The graves are ready for vie." 
Y days are extinguished and gone, 
My time as a shadow is fled, 
And gladly I lay myself down 

To rest with the peaceable dead : 
The dead ever-living attend, 

Whose dust is all safe in the tomb, 
And many a glorified friend 

Is ready to welcome me home. 
2 My days are all vanished away, 

Broke off the designs of my heart, 
No longer on earth I delay, 

Or linger, as loth to depart : 
Resolved in my Lord to abide, 

This purpose I know shall remain, 
And trust to be found at his side, 

And Jesus eternally gain. 

1039 7s. C. Wesley. 
Job xvii. 13. 

F)EADY for my earthen bed, 
X\) Let me rest my fainting head, 
Welcome life's expected close, 
Sink in permanent repose. 

2 Jesus' blood, to which I fly, 
Doth my conscience purify, 
Signs my weary soul's release, 
Bids me now depart in peace. 

3 Thus do I my bed prepare ; 

how soft when Christ is there : 
Calm I lay my body down, 
Rise to an immortal crown. 

1040 8s - c - Wesley 

Passionate longings. 

STILL out of the deepest abyss 
Of trouble I mournfully cry, 


And pine to recover my peace, 
And see my Redeemer, and die. 

1 cannot, I cannot forbear 

These passionate longings for home : 
! when shall my spirit be there ! 
! when will the messenger come ! 

2 Thy nature I long to put on, 
Thine image on earth to regain ; 

And then in the grave to lay down 
This burden of body and pain. 

Jesus, in pity draw near, 

And lull me to sleep on thy breast ; 

Appear, to my rescue appear, 
And gather me into thy rest ! 

3 To take a poor fugitive in, 
The arms of thy mercy display, 

And give me to rest from all sin, 
And bear me triumphant away, — 

Away from a world of distress, 
Away to the mansions above : 

The heaven of seeing thy face, 
The heaven of feeling thy love. 

1041 8 > 8 > 6 - J- Weswt. 

End of the journey. 

HOW happy is the pilgrim's lot ! 
How free from every anxious thought, 

From worldly hope and fear ! 
Confined to neither court nor cell, 
His soul disdains on earth to dwell, 

He only sojourns here. 
2 This happiness in part is mine, 
Already saved from low design, 

From every creature love ! 
Blessed with the scorn of finite good, 
My soul is lightened of its load, 

And seeks the things above. 


3 The things eternal I pursue ; 
A happiness beyond the view 

Of those that basely pant 
For things by nature felt and seen ; 
Their honors, wealth, and pleasures mean, 

I neither have nor- want. 

4 I have no babes to hold me here ; 
But children more securely dear 

For mine I humbly claim : 
Better than daughters or. than sons, 
Temples divine of living stones, 

Inscribed with Jesus' name. 

5 No foot of land do I possess, 
No cottage in this wilderness : 

A poor wayfaring man, 
I lodge awhile in tents below ; 
Or gladly wander to and fro, 

Till I my Canaan gain. 

6 Nothing on earth I call my own ; 
A stranger, to the world unknown, 

I all their goods despise : 
I trample on their whole delight, 
And seek a city out of sight, 

A city in the skies. 

7 There is my house and portion fair : 
My treasure and my heart are there, 

And my abiding home ; 
For me my elder brethren stay, 
And angels beckon me away, 

And Jesus bids me come ! 

6 I come, — thy servant, Lord, replies,- 
I come to meet thee in the skies, 

And claim my heavenly rest! 
Now let the pilgrim's journey end; 
Now, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 

Receive me to thy breast! 


104rS 7,7,7,7,7,7. C. Wesley. 

Jer. xlix. 11. 

OTHOU faithful God of love, 
Gladly I thy promise plead. 
Waiting for my last remove, 

Hast : ning to the happy dead : 
Lo ! I cast on thee my care, 
Breathe my latest breath in prayer. 

2 Trusting in thy word alone, 
I to thee my children leave : 

Call my little ones thy own, 

Give them all thy blessings, give ; 
Keep them while on earth they breathe, 
Save their souls from endless death. 

3 Whom I to thy grace commend, 
Into thy embraces take ; 

Be her sure, immortal Friend, 

Save her, for my Saviour's sake ; 
Free from sin, from sorrow free, 
Let my widow trust in thee. 

4 Father of the fatherless, 
Husband of the widow, prove ; 

Me and mine persist to bless, 

Tell me we shall meet above ; 
Seal the promise on my heart, 
Bid me then in peace depart. 

1 043 C. M. DoDDBma . 

The farewell. 

YE golden lamps of heaven, farewell, 
With all your feeble light : 
Farewell, thou ever-changing moon, 
Pale empress of the night. 

2 And thou, refulgent orb of day, 
In brighter flames arrayed. 


My soul, that springs beyond thy sphere, 

No more demands thy aid. 
3 Ye stars are but the shining dust 

Of my divine abode, 
The pavement of those heavenly courts, 

Where I shall see my God. 
i The Father of eternal light 

Shall there his beams display ; 
Nor shall one moment's darkness mix 

With that unvaried day. 

5 No more the drops of piercing grief 
Shall swell into mine eyes ; 

Nor the meridian sun decline 
Amidst those brighter skies. 

6 There all the millions of his saints 
Shall in one song unite ; 

And each the bliss of all shall view, 
With infinite delight. 

1044 7,8,6. Pops. 

The dying Christian to his soul. 

VITAL spark of heavenly flame ! 
Quit, quit this mortal frame ! 
Trembling, hoping, ling' ring, flying, 
the pain, the bliss of dying ! 
Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, 
And let me languish into life. 

2 Hark ! they whisper ! angels say, 
t* Sister spirit, come away!" 
What is this absorbs me quite — 
Steals my senses, shuts my sight, 
Drowns my spirit, draws my breath — 
Tell me, my soul, can this be death? 

3 The world recedes, it disappears 1 
Heaven opens on my eyes ! my ears 

With sounds seraphic ring ! 


Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! 
grave, where is thy victory ? 
death, where is thy sting ? 

D 1 

104:5 7s - TOPLADY 

The dying Christian to his soul. 

k EATHLESS principle, arise ; 
Soar, thou native of the skies. 
Pearl of price by Jesus bought, 
To his glorious likeness wrought, 
Go to shine before his throne, 
Deck his mediatorial crown : 
Go, his triumphs to adorn ; 
Made for God, to God return. 

2 Lo ! he beckons from on high ; 
Fearless to his presence fly : 
Thine the merit of his blood ; 
Thine the righteousness of God. 
Angels, joyful to attend, 
Hov'ring round thy pillow bend, 
Wait to catch the signal given, 
And escort thee quick to heaven. 

3 Is thy earthly house distressed? 
"Willing to retain its guest? 
'Tis not thou, but it must die : — 
Fly, celestial tenant, fly ! 
Burst thy shackles ! drop thy clay ; 
Sweetly breathe thyself away ; 
Singing, to thy crown remove. 
Swift of wing, and fired with love. 

4 Shudder not to pass the stream; 
Venture all thy care on Him — 
Him, whose dying love and power 
Stilled its tossing, hushed its roar. 
Safe is the expanded wave, 
Gentle 'as a summer's eve ; 
Not one object of his care 
Ever suffered shipwreck there. 


5 See the haven full in view ; 

Love Divine shall bear thee through : 

Trust to that propitious gale ; 

Weigh thy anchor, spread thy sail. 

Saints in glory, perfect made, 

Wait, thy passage through the shade ; 

Ardent for thy coming o'er, 

See, they throng the blissful shore. 

6 Mount, their transports to improve, 
Join the longing choir above : 
Swiftly to their wish be given, 
Kindle higher joy in heaven. — 
Such the prospects that arise 

To the dying Christian's eyes ; 
Snch the glorious vista, faith 
Opens through the shades of death. 

L046 8 >7. C. Wesley 

To the departing saint. 

HAPPY soul, thy days are ended, 
All thy mourning days below ; 
Go, by angel guards attended, 

To the sight of Jesus, go ! 
Waiting to receive thy spirit, 

Lo ! the Saviour stands above, — 
Shows the purchase of his merit, 
Reaches out the crown of love. 

2 Struggle through thy latest passion, 

To thy great Redeemer's breast. 
To his uttermost salvation, 

To his evei'lasting rest. 
For the joy he sets before thee. 

Bear a momentai-y pain — 
Die, to live a life of glory ! 

Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. 


1047 8 >7. CONDEK 

"Then cometh the end" — 

OTHE hour when this material 
Shall have vanished as a cloud, 
When amid the wide ethereal 

All th' invisible shall crowd, — 
And the naked soul, surrounded 

With realities unknown, 
Triumph in the view unbounded, 
Feel herself with God alone I 

2 In that sudden, strange transition, 
By what new and finer sense 

Shall she grasp the mighty vision, 

And receive its influence ? 
Angels, guard the new immortal, 

Through the wonder-teeming space, 
To the everlasting portal, 

To the spirit's resting-place. 

3 Will she, then, with fond emotion, 
Aught of human love retain ? 

Or, absorbed in pure devotion, 
Will no earthly trace remain ? 

Can the grave those ties dissever, 
With the very heart-strings twined \ 

Must she part, and part for ever, 
With the friends she leaves behind ? 

4 No : the past she still rememl ers ; 
Faith and hope, surviving too, 

Ever watch those sleeping embers, 
Which must rise and live anew . 

For the widowed, lonely spirit, 
Waiting to be clothed afresh, 

Longs perfection to inherit, 
And to triumph in the flesh. 


5 Angels, let the ransomed stranger 
In your tender care be blessed, 

Hoping, trusting, safe from danger, 
Till the trumpet end her rest — 

Till the trump, which shakes creation, 
Through the circling heavens shall roll 

Till the day of consummation, 
Till the bridal of the soul. 

6 Can I trust a fellow-being ? 
Can I trust an angel's care? 

thou merciful All-seeing! 

Beam around my spirit there. 
Jesus, blessed Mediator ! 

Thou the airy path hast trod: 
Thou the Judge, the Consummator! 

Shepherd of the fold of God ! 

7 Blessed fold ! no foe can enter ; 
And no friend departeth thence ; 

Jesus is their sun, their centre, 
And their shield, Omnipotence. 

Blessed ! for the Lamb shall feed them. 
All their tears shall wipe away, 

To the living fountains lead them, 
Till fruition's perfect day. 

8 Lo ! it comes, that day of wonder : 
Louder chorals shake the skies : 

Hades' gates are burst asunder ; 

See ! the new-clothed myriads rise. 
Thought, repress thy weak endeavor; 

Here must reason prostrate fall: 
th' ineffable for ever, 

And th' eternal All in all ! 



1048 8 > 7 - Newton. 
2 Cor. xiii. 14. 

MAT the grace of Christ our Saviour., 
And the Father's boundless love, 
With the Holy Spirit's favor, 
Rest upon us from above ! 
Thus may we abide in union 

With each other in the Lord ; 
And possess, in sweet communion, 
Joys which earth can not afford. 

1049 L - M - Newton 

Phil. iv. 7. 

THE peace which God alone reveals, 
And by his word of grace imparts, 
Which only the believer feels, 

Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts ; 
And may the holy Three in One, 

The Father, Word, and Comforter, 
Pour an abundant blessing down 
On every soul assembled here. 

1050 8,7. 

LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
Bid us now depart in peace ; 
Still on heavenly manna feeding, 

Let our faith and love increase : 
Fill each breast with consolation ; 
Up to thee our hearts we raise : 
When we reach our blissful station, 
Then we'll give thee nobler praise. 


1051 8,6. SwERTNER. 

Hallelujah chorus. 

SING Hallelujah ! praise the Lord ! 
Sing with a cheerful vuce ; 
Exalt our God with one at?cord, 

And in his name rejoice : 
Ne'er cease to sing, thou ransomed host, 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 
Until, in realms of endless light, 

Your praises shall unite. 
There we to all eternity- 
Shall join th' angelic lays; 
And sing in perfect harmony 

To God our Saviour's praise : 
" He hath redeemed us by his blood, 
And made us kings and priests to God : 
For us, for us the Lamb was slain." 
Praise ye the Lord ! Amen. 

Gloria Patri. 

1052 S. M. Watts. 

GIVE to the Father praise ; 
Give glory to the Son ; 
And to the Spirit of his grace 
Be equal honor done. 

1053 c - M- Watts. 
VTOW let the Father, and the Son, 

J\| And Spirit be adored, 
Where there are works to make Him known, 
Or saints to love the Lord. 

1054 £• M. Ken, 

PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow ; 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 


1055 & M. 

TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
The God whom earth and heaven adore 
Be glory, a? it was of old, 

Is now, and shall be evermore. 

1056 6,6,6,6,8,8. Watt< 
rPO God the Father's throne 

1 Perpetual honors raise ; 
Glory to God the Son, 

To God the Spirit praise : 
"With all our powers. Eternal King, 
Thy name we sing, While faith adores. 

1057 8 > 8 > 6 - Mebeice 
V LL glory to th' eternal Three: 

j\_ Thee, Father ; thee, Son ; and thee, 

The Spirit ever blest ! — 
That glory which, through ages past, 
Unchanged has stood, and yet shall last 

When time has sunk to rest. 

1058 8,8.8.8,8,8. C. Wesley 
QHOUT to the great Jehovah's praise! 

^ j Ye sons of glory and of grace; 
One God in persons Three adore, 
The same in majesty and power: 
Ye suiT ring and triumphant host, 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

J 059 8 > 8 > 8 - C. Wesley. 

'ryRAISE to the glorious Cause of all, 
J W r hom One in Persons Three we call, 

Be by his every creature given! 
Worship Divine to him be paid, 
Whose hands the whole creation made, 
The Triune Goc of earth and heaven. 


3 060 7,7,8,7. C. Wesley. 

HO Father, Son, and Spirit, 


Ascribe we equal glory ! 
One Deity, In Persons Three, 

Let all thy works adore thee. 
As was from the beginning, 

Glory to God be given, 
By all who know Thy name below, 

And all thy hosts in heaven ! 

1061 7s - C. Weslet 

SING we to our God above, 
Praise eternal as his love ; 
Praise him, all ye heavenly host, — 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

1062 8,7,8,7,4,7. Goode 

C\ RE AT Jehovah ! we adore thee 
VJ God the Father, God the Son, 
God the Spirit, joined in glory 

On the same eternal throne : 
Endless praises 

To Jehovah, Three in One. 

1063 7,6,7,6,7,8,7,6. C. Wesley. 

T71ATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
J] Thy Godhead we adore, 
Join with the celestial host, 

Who praise thee evermore ! 
Live by earth and heaven adored, 

The Three in One, the One in Three ; 
Holy, holy, holy Lord, 

All glory be to thee ! 


The Figures refer to the Hymns. 

Abba, 214, 440, 465. 469, 492. 

A braham's blessing. 2-S3, 524 ; 
faith. 524, 555, 635; God, 
552-555 ; trial, 635. 

Absolute perfection, 22. 

Accepted time. 354. 355. 360. 

Adam's fall, 381, 534. 

Adam, second, 125. 136, 975. 

Adoption. 212, 465-469, 489, 

Adoration. 1-S7. 

Advent of Christ. 88-99 ; sec- 
ond, 167-169. 361, 822-825. 

vdversitv. 629. 

Advocate. 151. 166, 171. 245, 
342, 373. 426, 469. 

Affliction, 627-665, 1030- 
1040 ; family, 984-989, 1042. 

Aged Christian, 237, 711, 
1014; minister, 1019. 

Agony in the earden. 112- 
115, 330, 401, 402. 

All in all — See Christ and 

Alpha and Omega, 537. 

Ambassadors for Christ. 257. 

Anchor of hope, 462, 868, 890. 

Angels at advent of Christ. 
89-98. 161: at the ascen- 
sion, 145-149, 157, 161; at 
the cross, 161; at the sepul- 
chre, 141, 142, 161 ; Christ 
seen of. 161, 162, 165 ; wor- 
shipped by, 160-162;' min- 
istering spirits, 163-166. 
569, 65S-661. 

Angels, evil, 248, 658. 

Angels, title of ministers. 
259, 262. 

Anger, sinful, 107, 549, 900. 

Anxiety, "worldly, 912. 

Apostasv deprecated. 576, 
601; final, 224, 444, 595, 
601, 943. 

Apostles' commission. 252. 

Armor, Christian, 657, 662. 

Ascension. Christ's. 143-149. 

Ashamed of Christ, not, 613. 

Assurance of God's favor, 
j 438-442, 456-491. 
' Atonement, universal. 124- 
136, 177, 325-347, 422, 460; 
I receiving the. 124-136. 176, 
I 177, 420-442. ' 
: Autumn, 817, 818. 
| Avarice, 335, 605, 617. 

Awakening and invitina. 
i 167. 325-371, 384, 682. 683, 
j 692^-696, 718, 719. 

Backslider, 443-455, 601. 

Banquet, heavenly, 905. 

Baptism, 279-286 ; of Jesus, 
102; of the Spirit. 200, 218, 
j 219, 225, 27 9-2 SI. 
'Barren fig -tree, 453, 804, 
! 805. 

Beatitudes. 522, 523. 
; Beatific vision, 703, 709. 

Believing — See Faith. 

Benediction, Aaronic, 491, 
' 949; apostolic, 666, 950, 
i 104S, 1049. 

'Bereavement, 711-716. 720- 
j 739, 985-989. 1036, 1042. 

Bethel. 46. 

; Bible, 770-779, 1006; society, 
\ 770, 777-779. 
■ Bigotry deprecated, 241, 244. 



Birthday. 1016; of a child, 

981, 982; of a consort, 980. 
Bishops — -"fee Ministers. 
Blessing implored, 944. 
Blood of Christ, 112-138, 150- 

154, 162. 198, 933, 
Boldness- at the throne of 

grace, 153, 932. 
Bounty Divine, 36. 
Brazen .serpent, 173. 174, 177. 
Bread, daily, 84, 647,918. 975; 

of heaven, 84, 293, 298, 301. 

558, 976. 
Brevity of life, 667-671 
Bridegroom of the Church, 

458, 822. 825, 873. 
Broken heart, 3S0, 383, 391, 

392; prayed for. 372-379. 
Brotherly love. 872-910. 
Burden cast on God, 84, 552, 

576, 5S3, 600, 642-C44, 1025. 
Business, secular, 1024-1027. 

Calamities, public, 829-839, 

849-S54 ; family, 989. 
Calling and election, 871. 
Calvary, 116, 119, 127, 308. 
Canaan, the heavenly, 553, 

555, 558, 1041. 
Care, anxious, 643, 644, 1025 ; 

cast on God, 84, 576, 583, 

600, 642-644, 1025. 
Careless sinner warned, 361, 

Catholic Church, 244. 
Charity, 106-108, 602-611. 

Chastisement, 630. 
Children, baptized, 283-286, 

piously educated, 771, 791- 

802, 9S1-983. 995 ; sick. 9S4, 

985 ; death of, 985-987. 
Children, for, 77, 107, 137, 

159, 222, 314, 364,468, 530, 

6C6, 724. 918. 
Choice of Moses, 627 ; Mary, 

4,36, 62b, 1025 ; Joshua, 1020. 
Chorus of praise, 74-78, 1051. 
Chr.r-r— facts of mediation : — 

Advent, 88; agony, 112- 

115; ascension, 143-140; 
baptism, 102; compassion^ 
110, 111; conquest, 140- 
149; coronation, 155,458; 
credentials, 103: death, 
116-138; exaltation, 154- 
166; example, 105-108; 
glory, 155-163, 177-199, 
grace, 193-195: incarna 
tion, 89-97; intercession. 
150-155; kingdom, 155- 
159; life, 100-116: love, 
177-191; ministry. 104; 
miracles, 103; offices, 170- 
172; priesthood. 150-155; 
resurrection, 139-147: sec- 
ond coming, 167-169, 822- 
825; sympathy, 152, 153, 
932, 1035 : transfiguration, 
Christ— titles :— 

All in all, 176, 542, 923; 
Alpha and Omega, 537 ; 
Advocate, 151, 166, 171, 342, 
373, 492, 561.933; Amen, 
167, Brazen Serpent. 173, 
174, 177; Bread of life, 84, 
293, 298, 301, 976: Bride- 
groom. 822. 825 ; Brother, 
561. 940; Captain of Sal- 
vation. 171. 247, 24S, 560, 
795, 1027 ; Conqueror, 157, 
161, 171, 180, 192,246,495; 
Corner-stone. 278, 782; 
Counsellor, 170; Covert 
from the storm, 433, 930; 
Desire of all nations, 691, 
934; Forerunner. 151,559; 
Fountain of life, 494, 923; 
Friend of sinners. 412, 423; 
Galilean Kin-, 154: God, 
40, 93. 96. 97. 118, 198 ; Head 
of the Church, 665, 758: 
Husband, 940; Image of 
the Father, 79, 178; Im- 
manuel, 89, 97 ; Infant of 
days, 97; Jehovah. 40, 491 ; 
Jesus, 96, 97, 417,418,456; 
Joshua. 513; Judge, 168; 
Ladder, 163-166 ; Lamb of 


God. 116,123.420; Leader,! Confessing Christ. 108. 612, 

560,' 561; Life. 535; Light! 613. 8S1-889. 

of 'the world, 136, 928 ;| Confession of sin. 372-403, 

Lord of all, 155; Love Di- backsliding. 447. 

Tine. 537, 939: Master. 573: 'Confidence in Christ, 572- 

Mediator. 12; Messiah. 79. j 577; providence. 638-648. 

128,107,658. 74S; Mighty, Conflagration, final. 690-696 

God, 40, 178: Morning star, Conflict. 245-251, C5o-6».5. 

613. 952; Physician. 413; Conformity to Christ, 105- 

Pilot, 868; Priest. 151-153.] 108, 502, 507. 526-535; the 

171, 932; Prince ot peace,; world, 575, 585, 902. 

8S. 91-95; Prophet. Priest. 'Conscience, euiltv, 366; 

>\nd Kins. 96, 170; Re-j peaceful. 46S^4SS; tender, 

deemer.90.563; Rock, 133.! 582-584. 

134. 694, 695 ; Saviour. 650 : Consecration to God, 526-532. 

Shepherd. 170; Sou of Da- 1 Consistency, 581. 

vid, 238. 415: Son of God. Consolation. 1035. 1036. 

11, 12. 122: Son of man. Contentment, 646-649, 1025- 

122; Star of Jacob, 100; 1028. 

Sun of righteousness, 89,!Contritiou, 391. 392. 

140: Teacher. 104; Tree of i Con version of the world. 740- 

life, 572: Way, Truth, and 769. 

Life, 13S, 165." 166, 450, 506, 1 Conviction of sin. 272-392. 

576; Wisdom, 38; Wisdom, 1 Coronation of Christ, 155, 

Righteousness, Sanctifica-I 45S. 

tion, Redemption, 175 ; Countrv. prayed for, 829-836, 

Word of God. 9. { 844-846. 

Christian fellowship, 868-910. [Courage, 246, 656, 657. 
Church, divinity, 226— 243; Covenant of grace, 43, 136, 

catholicity. 231, 240-244; 287,292; making. 882-887 

perpetuity. 227-229. 239. 1010-1012: renewing. 828.' 

Church, joining the. 881 -(Creation, 10. 30-32. 

889; militant, 245-251. j Crosses, 627-665, 884. 
Circumspection, 580. i Cross of Christ, glorying in 

Collections for missions, 760— | the. 126, 192. 193; looking 

752; the poor, 603-607. S00- 

College commencement, 791- 

C 'iue to Jesus, 334. 

C me ye disconsolate, 253. 
0. mmission, the great, 252. 
Communion of saints, 869- 

910; with Christ. 571, 614- 

621, 1007. 
Comj assion, Divine, 39-42, 

to the. 119-126, 173, 174, 
434. 435, 574-576. 
Crucifixion of Christ, 116- 
127; with Christ, 535. 

Daily bread, 84, 646, 64T 

mercies, 17, 18.' 
Darkness, spiritual. 372,373 

386. 396. 415 : providential 

629, 636, 639-644. 
Daughter of Zion. 251. 746. 

60-63, 70-73; Christian. Dav of birth. 980. 1016: death. 
106,362,602-610. I 667-683; grace, 354-360; 

Conference of ministers. 2"2-j judgment. 167-169. 361, 689 
278. ! 696; Pentecost, 200-208- 



Death and future state, 667 

Do*th of a brother, 735, 736 
child, 720 -722, 985-987,, 
Christian, 726-739; friend, 
725, 988; head of a family, 
1042; minister, 737; min- 
ister, aged, 739; young, 
738; sinner, 682, 683; sis- 
ter, 733, 734 ; young per- 
son. 723, 724. 

Oeceitfulness of sin, 389,390, 

Declension, spiritual, 570, 
941. 942. 

Dedication of children, 794, 
795; churches, 783-790; 
self, 526-532, 552, 1010- 

Delay of repentance, 354-360, 

Delight in God, 26, 56, 481- 
4SS, 571; Christ, 614-620. 

Deliverance from affliction 
gratefully acknowledged, 
38. 996, 1013-1015 : prayed 
for, 989, 1030-1033. 

Dependence, self, abjured, 
396, 400, 411, 412. 429, 441, 
442, 573; on Christ. 411- 
442, 572, 577 ; on God, 552- 
554, 558. 

Depravity inherited, 372, 373, 
381, 400, 421, 534. 

Despair. 384, 676, 682, 683, 

Despondency, 643, 644, 1032- 

Destruction of the world, 

Demotion. 571, 612, 618-621. 

Pies iva>, 693. 

Diligence in secular business. 
1022-1025 ; in spiritual, 566- 1 
571, 607. 

Dismission, 1050. 

Divine excellence, 14. 

Divine fulness, 924. 

Divine majesty, 21. 

Dominion, Divine, 33, 34. I 

Doubts, deplored, 391 -39S, 
406, 407, 643. 644 ; removed, 
441, 442, 462, 485, 639-645. 

Doxtilogies, 77, 78, 87, 926, 
951,952, 1051-1063. 

Early piety, 363-365. 793-SOC. 

Ebenezer, 623. 

Education of youth, 771.791- 
802, 982, 983. 

Effects of the gospel, 256, 263. 

Efficient ministry, 270. 

Elijah, 483, 565. 

Embarkation, 857-861. 

Encouragement to the peni- 
tent, 405-433; Christian, 
552, 600, 636-665. 

End of life, 672-6S3; time, 

Enemies prayed for, 106, 107. 

Escape for thy life, 360. 

Eternal life, 676, 710-716. 

Eternal punishments, 673- 
676, 683, 717-7i9;, 
672-677, 710-716, 734. 

Eternity of God. 668. 

Eucharistic feast. 297. 

Evening, 366. 959-970, 1001 ; 
Saturday, 971: Sunday, 
972, 1002. 

Example of Christ, 105-108, 
502; Christians, 5S1, 597, 
610, 611, 1020. 

Exclusion from church, 906. 

Exhortation, mutual, 871, 
8S9, 895, 904. 907; to sin- 
ners, 325-371. 

Expostulation, 345-347. 

Fair weather prayed for, 814, 

Faith, fruit of, 597. 600, 627 
631, 635; in Christ. 128- 
138, 427, 484, 485 ; j jstifv- 
ing, 335, 429-435, 456-470; 
living by. 574-."" : prayer 
for, 212, 420-126; sanctify- 
ing, 524, 525, 546-549; tri- 
umphant, 662-665- weak, 
572, 598, 599. 



Fall, the, 373, 381. 400. 406. 

421, 534. 
Family of God, 716 ; religion, 

Farewell. Christian. 907-910 : 

dying, 985. 1042-1044. 
Fast-day, 829-835. 
Father of mercies. 38. 
Fear of God. 578-584, 977. 
Fears dispelled, 462. 638-645. 
Feast, gospel, 326-333. 
Feast of the Lord's Supper. 

Feeling after Christ. 396. 397. 
Fellowship, Christian, 869- 

910; right hand of, 881; 

with Christ, 575, 614-620. 
Fidelity, ministerial, 267- 

Fidelity to Christ, 495, 496. 

526-532, 612, 627, 635. 
Fire, after a, 854. 
Following Christ. 105-108. 

632-634, 884. 
Forbearance. Christian, 898. 

904, 906, 908. 
Forerunner. Christ onr. 143, 

144, 14S, 150. 151. 
Forgiveness. Divine, 40-42. 

462,403.469. 470: of ene- 
mies. 106, 107, 522. 602. 
Formality. 367, 387-390. 
Fortitude, 651-656. 
Foundation. Christ the. 192, 

196, 782. 
Fountain of being, 40; of 

life, 923 ; opened, 130-134. 
Fourth of July, 843-845. 
Friend of sinners, 349. 412. 

Friendship, Christian, 238, 

874, 884, 893-905 ; of the 

world, 902. 
Funeral — Set Death. 

Garden of thf- Lord, 237. 
Garment of salvation, 250. 
General redemption, 125. 
Gentiles called, 752. 769. 
Gentleness. 502, 893. 900. 

Gethsemane, 112, 115. 

Gloria in excelsis, 312. 

Glory of God, 15-20, 47, 49, 

Glorving in the cioss. 119, 
126, 192. 193. 

God — attributes : — 

All-sufficiency, 26; compas 
sion, 17, 62 : condescension, 
39; eternity, 15.25; faith- 
fulness, 41-43, 68 ; forbear- 
ance, 41 ; goodness, 23, 25; 
grace, 39, 40-42. 71 ; great- 
ness, 15, 25; holiness, 22, 
27; incomprehensibility, 
11, 15, 25, 35 ; infinity, 15 ; 
justice, 42; knowledge, 16; 
love, 14, 25, 85: loving- 
kindness, 229. 462; majes- 
ty, 23. 25; mercy, 14, 25, 
40, 68. 70-73 ; omnipotence, 
14, 16,66; omnipresence, 
14. 69 ; omniscience. 14. 16, 
37,69; pity, 62; self-exist- 
ence, 22; spirituality, 14, 
25 ; truth, 17 ; unchange- 
ableness. 15, 19. 66; wis- 
dom, 14, 30, 31, 37, 58; 

! wrath. 18. 

God— tffles:— 

I All in all, 26, 626; Al- 

! mighty King. 8; Ancient 
of days, 8 ; Creator, 11-13, 

! 19, 20*; Deliverer, 67. 558, 

j 563; Father, 11, 37; Friend, 

! 1; God of Abraham, 552- 

| 554; God of gods, 68; 

I Guardian, 228 ; Guide, 230 ; 
I AM, 66: Jehovah, 558; 

j Judge, 359; Keeper, 920; 

; King of glory, 39; King 

I of nations, 45; Rock, 22; 

I Shepherd, 52. 53; Sove- 

j reign, 57. 63. 64; Sun and 

I Shield, 232, 234. 

|Good, the universal, 929. 

I Gospel, call. 325-371; feast, 

i 326-333; jubilee, 236, 325; 

■ spread of the, 740-770, 

I 777-779. 



Grace, growing in, 492, 552- 

572; pardoning, 421, 424. 

432, 433; sanctifying, 511, 

512, 517-531 ; saving, 194- 

Gratitude, 187-196, 571, 623, 

654, 1013-1016. 
Grave, victory over, 678-681, 

720-739, 1039-1044. 
Urief for transgressors, 362. 
Grieving the Spirit, 223, 224, 

345, 3S2, 490. 
Guilt confessed, 380, 3S9. 433, 

447 ; removed, 452-491. 

Happiness, 456-492, 826. 

Harvest. 816; spiritual, 606, 

Healer of the soul, 413-418. 

Health restored. 1014, 1015. 

Hearing word, 591-593, 599. 

Heart, contrite. 3S0-383, 391. 
392; hard, 372-379. 386; 
new, 467, 493, 519, 533. 

Heathen, converted, 752-769. 

Heaven, 697-716, 876. 

Heavenly inheritance, 700, 
703; mindedness, 711-716. 
1040, 1041. 

Hell. 673-676, 683. 717-719. 

Hidden life, 144, 714. 715, 910. 

Holiness, experienced, 549- 
551 ; sought, 492-549. 

Holy Ghost : — Comforter, 
200-205; Creator, 13, 200, 
Indwelling God. 217. 219; 
Interpreter. 209-211; 
Teacher, 201; Spirit of 
faith, 212 ; Spirit of holi- 
ness, 207, 215-220; Wit- 
ness and Seal, 213-219,440, 

Holy Ghost: — his departure 
deprecated, 224; divinity 
adored, 13, 200; influence 
sought, 83, 86, 220; out- 
pouring desired, 207, 208, 
225; presence prayed for, 
223; quickening implored, 

Hope in trouble, 633, 637, 
654. 655; of heaven, 700- 
713; pardon. 405-409; per- 
fect love, 511-515. 

Hosanna to Christ, 321. 

House not made with handi?, 
6S5; of God, 46, 226; wor- 
ship dedicated, 782-790: 
founded. 780-783. 

Humility, 2. 21, 517, 521. 522 
542, 545. 

Hypocrisy, 69, 356, 389, 390. 

Idols, heathen, 752, 760. 
Illumination, spiritual, 372. 

373. 422. 437-442. 926, 
Imitation of Christ, 602-611. 
Immortality, 710, 724. 
Inauguration of Jesus, 102. 
Increase of faith. 461, 509: 

ministers, 271, 750, 761 
Independence, American, 

Infidelity defied, 554. 
Influences of the Spirit — Se( 

Hob/ Ghost. 
Ingratitude, 358, 362, 372 

445, 447, 829-835. 
Inspiration of Scripture6> 

209-211, 770-775, 1006. 
Instability, 540. 
Institution, of Lord's Sup- 
per, 2S7, 288; ministry, 

Interest in Christ, 459, 460, 

Intermediate state, 683-688. 
Invitations of the gospeL 

266, 325-371. 
"It is finished," 128, 129 

Jacob, wrestling, 441. 442, 

911, 937. 
Jacob's ladder, 163-166; vow, 

Jailer baptized, 280. 
Jerusalem, New, 560, 703, 

Jeshurun's God, 516. 
Jesus -Sae Christ 



Jews, converted, 746-750. 
Joining the Church. 881-886/ 
Joshua's resolution, 995.' 

Joy and peace. 456-490, 949.' 
Jubilee. 236. 325, 769. 
Judgment day, 167-169,356-; 

361. 6S9-696. 
I idgments and mercies. 393, 

82 3-835, 848. 
j notification bv faith, 457. 


Kindness. S95-900. 
Kingdom of Christ. 155-159. 

Knowledge, 794: experi-i 

mental, 201, 209-214. 

Laborers, ministers. 261. 
Lamb of God. 116, 119, 123.: 

128. 135-138. 420. 
Lambs of the flock. 891. 
Last day, 690. 
Latter-dav glory, 740-768. 
LawofG.Jd."3?l.'3S7.388 F7 , 

771. 776; love. 493. 509, ! 

544 : written on the heart. | 

493. 504. 
Leper. 415. 418. 927. 
Levitical sacrifices, 128-138. 
Liberality, 602-607. 
Liberty, law of. 493. 
Life, frailty of. 667-673: hid 

den, the, 714, 715, 910 ;| 

spiritual. 416. 535, 548; of, 

Christ. 100-112. 
Light of life. 939 ; the world. 

Living, holy, 127, 163-166, 

Load of sin, 385. 538. 
Longine to depart. 635-687, 

I looking to Jesus — See Cross \ 

of Christ. 
Lord of all, Christ, 155. 
Lord's dav. 313-324; praver. 

81-87, 918; supper. 287- 



Lost sheep. 379, 409: eotd, 
345-343. 360-362, 683. 

Lot. 362, 875. 

Love of Christ. 110. 114, 115, 
137-193. 496 ; of God. 436- 
433. 620 : redeeming, 1S5 ; 
to Christ. 120. 124-126. 189, 
436. 551,612; to God, 616, 
618-621: to our enemies. 
106, 107, 110; to the breth- 
ren, 874-909; to the 
Church. 225. 232-234, 238. 
243. 787. 

Love-feast, 877-880. 

Lukewarmness. 569, 570, 943. 

Lydia. 286. 

Macedonian call, 760. 761. 
Magistrates, 847, 848. 
Majesty and mercy, 21-24, 
Malefactors, 1029. 
Manna, 647. 
Mariners, 857-868. 
Marriage, 978, 979. 
Martha and Mary, 1025. 
Martyrs, 665. 70i 877. 
Masters. 1021. 
Meditation. 997-1009. 
Meekness, 634, 636, 637. 
Meeting for social worship. 

869-875, 911-917. 
Mercies implored. 646, 829- 

835; reviewed. 623, 638, 

654. 1013-1016.' 
Mercy-seat. 153. 427. 932. 
Message, Christ's, S3. 99-104 
Midnight, 1003, 1004. 
Militant. Church, 245-251. 
Mind of Christ, 105. 538. 
Minister in closet, 1017-1019 
Ministers' appointment 275; 

conference, 272-278 ; death. 

737-739: ordination, 252- 

275: prayed for, 259. 261, 

270. 271; welcomed, 262, 
Miracles of Christ. 103. 
Miracles of grace, 343, 413. 
Misers. 335, 60o. 
Misery of the wicked, 545- 

348, 353, 356-362, 



Missionaries charged, 763. [ 
764; collections for. 760-! 
762; prayed for, 270, 271, | 

Missions, 740-768. 

Mohammedans, 751. 763. 

Morning. 951-95S, 999. 

Morning star. 613. 

Moses's death, 706, 711 ; vis- 
ion. 40. 

Mount Calvary, 116, 127, 634: 
Lebanon, 237, 743; Olivet, 
108,113; Pisgah, 512, 513, 
706, 711; Sinai, 118, 127," 
339, 682; Sion. 560. 634. 
698, Tabor. 109, 127.' 

Mourners in Zion, 890. 

Mystery of redemption, 97. 

Mysticism, 1008 

Narrow way. 428, 555. 
National humiliation, 829- 

835 ; 849. 852, 854 ; prayer, 

829-839. 844-849, 852; 

thanksgiving, 840-843. 

850, 851. 853. 855, 856. 
Natives of Zion, 235. 
Nativity of Christ, 88-99. 
New Jerusalem. 560, 703, 705 ; 

year, 803-809. 
Noah's dove, 885. 
Noon, 1000. 

Obedience, 504, 552, 624-626. 
Old age, 237, 6-10, 711. 1014, 

1019, 1037. 
Olivet, 113. 
Opening social worship, 869- 

875, 911-918. 
Ordination, 252-275. 
Oriiiinal righteousness, 534; 

sin, 372, 373. 381, 400, 421, 

Oiphans, 800-802. 

Parable of the Yirgins, 

Paradise, 084-688, 712, 893 ; 

of love, 503. 

Pardon. 40^12, 462, 463 469, 

Parental. 981-887, 1020, 1042. 
Parting, 276-278, 907-910, 

949, 950, 1048-1063. 
Partv-spirit. 241, 244.' 
Passover, 128, 137, 172, 297. 
Pastor — fke Ministers. 
Pastor's salutation, £'90, 991 
Patience, 651-653. 
Patriotism, 843-848. 
Peace, 641; national, 840- 

845 — See Joy and peace. 
Penitential, 372-455. 
Penitent's welcome to the 

Lord Supper. 296. 
Pentecost, 200-208. 
Perfection, 492-551. 
Persecution, 71, 631, 632,641, 

Perseverance, 552-563, 601. 
Pestilence, 849-851. 
Peter weeping, 370, 374, 379, 

Pharisee, 367. 387-390. 
Physician of souls, 413-418. 
Pilgrimage, Christian, 552- 

555, 882. 
Pillar of cloud and fire, 45, 

239, 648. 
Pity, 608-610. 
Plea, sinner's, 417, 418, 431, 

Poor, charity to. 602-606. 
Poverty, 647, 102S. 
Praise to the Father, 11, 34, 

60, 81; Son, 12. 97. 177- 

199; Holy Ghost, 13, 200, 

204; Trinity, 1-10, 77. 78. 

87, 1051-1063. 
Prayer, 5SS-590, 911-950. 
Predestination, 225. 
Preparation, for death, 354, 

355, 360. 652, 669, '716; 

Lord's table, 1010, 1011. 
Prepare to meet thy God, 

361, 694. 
Pride. 367, 549, 597. 
Priesthood of Christ, 151- 

153, 171, 932 



Primitive Church, 240-243. 

Prisoner of hope. 406-409. 

Promises, 332, 640, 645, 654. 

Property consecrated, 1026. 

Prophecy fulfilled. 753. . 

Prophet Christ our, 104, 170. ; 

Prosperity, spiritual, 550, \ 
551 ; worldly, 902. 

Providence, kind. 36. 55. 645 ; ! 
mysterious. 35. 653; rely-j 
ing on. 38. 643-650; re-| 
signed to. 649-653; wise.' 
35, 644. 

Publican. 369. 374, 432. 

Purity. 493, 494, 503, 505,1 
546, 549. 

yuickening grace, 221, 222. ( 

926. 936. 
Quietness of spirit, 107, 488. i 

523, 897-900, 945. 

Race. Christian. 276. 566-568. 
Rain, prayer for, 812. 852; 

thanksgiving for. 813. 853. 
Rainbow. 43. 122. 768. 
Ransom. 131, 136. 325. 345. 

348, 710. 
Reading the Scriptures. 209- 

211, 770-776, 1006. 
Reason — its insufficiency. 

461, 671. 772. 
Reconciliation. 124, 137. 257. 

Recovery from 



i s 

166, 456 — See 



love. 131, 185. 
Red( mption. praise for. 178-! 

199; wonders of. 160, 193-! 

Refuge. Christ a, 176, 433,! 

462. 930, 931; God a, 587.1 

638-640. 668. 
Regeneration — See Renova- 
Rejoicing in Christ. 161. 162. 

175, 199, 456-491; faith^ 

460. 461, 6C2; God. 481, 

552, 554, 621, 622; hope, 

511-515, 654, 655, 663.700- 

^16, 870. 
Religion, formal, 367. 387- 

390; necessary. 355-360, 

363-366; practical, 597, 

spiritual, 200-225, 3S7. 388 

456, 492. 
Remembering Christ, 290 

Renovation. 366-368, 381, 

387, 388, 467. 493. 
Repentance, 357, 372-455, 

Reproach for Christ, 523. 632, 

656, 663, 665, 8S4. 
Residence, change of, 555. 
Resolution to repent, 384. 

Rest of faith, 497, 510: of 

heaven, 324, 676-684. 
Resurrection of Christ. 139- 

147 ; general. 143. 670. 674, 

690, 691, 697. 710. 720-730. 
Retirement, 997-1009. 
-Return unto me," 351. 
Returning to Zion. 249. 
Revival prayed for, 206-208 

225. 755-758, 939-944 
Rich man and Lazarus. 717. 
Riches of Christ. 126. 176- 

184, 196-199, 480. 604. 617 ; 

the world. 605, 606.' 616, 

Righteousness, real. 200-282, 

464. 467. 492-551 ; relative, 

Rites, insufficiency of, 281. 
Rock of ages, 134. 

Sabbath. 313-324, 945. 95S, 
972. 1002 : eternal, 324. 

Sacrifice, Jewish, typical, 
128-133; of Christ, 116- 
138, 177— See Lord's Sup- 

Safety in a storm. 857, 864, 
in Christ, 171, '460, 46% 
690-696. 930. 



Saints, communion of. 869- 
9T0; departed, 688, 701- 
716—,%!; Death. 

Salvation by Christ, 173-199; 
the day of, 354. 355; the 
great, 186, 662. 

Banctificatiou, begun, 464, 
467, 509; entire, 492-551; 
progressing, 458, 571-585, 

,3atan, devices of, 5S5, 655, 
891, 892 ; vanquished, 192, 
246. 248, 655-662. 

Satisfaction of Christ, 115, 
128, 137, 138. 

Saturday evening, 971. 

Saviour — See Christ. 

Savor of life or death, 263. 

Schools, anniversary of Sun- 
day, 796-799. 

Scoruers, 356, 362. 

Scriptures, 209, 211, 770-779, 

Sea, 857-867. 

Seal of the Spirit, 213-219, 

Searching the heart, 372, 373, 
398. 904, 1005. 

Seasons, 803-828. 

Second advent, 167-169, 822- 

Sectarian spirit, 24] , 244. 

Secret prayer, 997-1004. 

Seed of the word, 261, 
591, 593, 757, 778 ; time. 811. 

golf-dedication. 394. 395,571- 
577, 882-887, 1010-1016 : de- 
nial. 552, 555, 557, 573-575, 
632 ; examination, 372, 373, 
398, 1005; righteousness, 
337-390. 429, 432. 574. 

Seriousness, 5S1, 667-673. 

Sermon, after, 51. 87, 199. 
210, 211, 599, 666, 772, 945, 
1048-1063; before, 8, 206, 
209, 211. 591-593, 599, 773, 
776, S07. 

Servai ts, 1022, 10^3. 

Bhame, ingenuous, 2 21, 
579 ; false, 613, 656. 

Shepherd, Christ a, 170, 285, 
666, 891, 892; God a, 52, 

Shipwreck, on deliverance 
from, 865-867. 

Sickness, 651, 849-851, 984. 
1015, 1030-1040. 

Simeon, song of, 100. 

Simplicity, 534, 624, 625. 

Sin, actual, 335, 363, 370; 
deceitfulness of, 451; in 
herent, 372, 373, 381, 400, 
421, 534; pardoned, 40-42. 
462, 463, 469, 470 ; repent- 
ed of, 372-455; ruinous, 
345-348, 353, 356-362. 

Sinai, 118, 127, 339, 682. 

Sincerity, 193, 375, 869, 904, 
922, 1005. 

Singing, 621-623. 

Sinners called to repentance, 
257. 325-371; convinced, 
372-442; punished, 335- 
348, 353-362, 384, 682, 683, 

Sin-offering, 135-138. 

Sloth, 569. 570. 

Sobriety, 921. 

Soldier, Christian. 245-251, 

Song of the angels, 93. 94; 
Moses and the Lamb, 622. 

Sonship of Christ, eternal, 
11. 12, 156. 

Sorrow, godly, 374-383, 399- 
402; of the world, 713. 

Soul, worth of, 348. 

Sower, spiritual, 261, 591, 
593, 757. 

Spirit— See Holy Ghost. 

Spread of the gospel, 756. 

Spring;. 810. 

Stability, 540, 541, 598, 600. 

Star in the East. 9S ; of Beth 
lehem, S62 ; of Jacob, 100. 

Stephen, dyinej, 665. 

Sting of death, 6S2, 683,711, 
735, 1034. 

Stupendous love, 189. 



i mission, 653, 1030-1034. ' 
ik ;ession of ministry, un-| 

l terrupted, 253. 
Sun Tier, 814. 
Sun of righteousness, 89,' 

136, 140, 999. 
Sunday-schools, 796-799. 
Supper, gospel, 326-329. 
Supplies of the Church, 227, 

229, 239. 
Surrendering to God, 394, 

Sympathy, Christian, 602- 

608. of Christ, 106, 151- 

153, 932, 1035. 

Table of the Lord, 294 

Talents, 595. 761, 803. 

Te Deum, 78-80. 

Teacher, Christ a, 101-104. 

Temperance, 597. 

Tempest at sea. 863-867. 

Temnlo of Christ's body. 

Temptation, 628, 641, 645, 

650, 665, 861; of Christ, 

Thanksgiving, general, 840- 

843, 850, 851. 855, 856. 
Thirsting for G-od, 399, 436. 

477, 1032. 
Throne of grace, 153, 427. 

Time, brevity of. 667-673, 

721, 724; the' accepted. I 

354, 355, 360. 
Transfiguration of Christ. 

Travelling, 857-866, 967. 
Pleasure in earthen vessels, 

Tree, barren fig, 804, 805. 
Trials. 627-665. 
Tribulation, 632, 640, 665, 

Trinity, 1-14. 
Triumph, of Christ, 141-149. 

157, 162, 192; the Chris-! 

tian, 664, 665 ; the gospel, i 

766-769. i 

Trouble, 636-638, 641, 651 

Trumpet, gospel, 236, 325, 

333; judgment. 168, 169. 
Trust in God, 902. 
Types of Christ, 135-133 


Unbelief, damning, 252, 357 

lamented, 386, 397, 406 

Union, Christian, 240-244 

872, 874, 893-904. 
Unity of the Church, 240- 

Unseen world, 674. 
Useful Christian, 605-611. 

Vanity of life, 667-671 ; the 
world, 573, 575, 616-621, 
883, 885. 

Vengeance. Divine, 353-362. 
693, 694.718; and compas- 
sion, 29, 339. 

Vera Creator, 200. 

Victory, national. 836-843; 
over death, 460, 678, 679, 
711-717; Satan, 193, 246, 
248. 655-662; sin, 456.467, 
482, 492 ; world, 573, 575. 

Vine, living, 572. 

Vineyard of the Lord, 278, 

Vision of dry bones, 748. 

Visions of heaven, 711-716. 

Vow. Christian, '828, 886, 
1010-1012; Jacob's, 664. 

Voyage, spiritual, 868. 

Waiting for God, 438, 591- 

594; death, 652, 711-716. 
Walking in darkness, 629. 

636, 639-644; with God 

449. 564, 565. 
Wants, 582. 921, 922. 
War. 830-S39. 
Warfare, Christian, 244-251 

Warnings, 353-361, SS»- 



Washing disciples' feet, 

Christ, 106. 
Watchfulness, 582-587, 594. 
Watchman, what of the 

night? 765. 
Water of life, 55, 923. 
Way. Christ the, 128, 163- 

166, 428. 
Way. new and living, 536. 
Waj% truth, and life, 450, 

506, 576. 
Wedding, 978, 979. 
Weeping, Christ, 110, 111. 
Welcome of a ministei*, 262; 

to Christ, 99; to the 

Church, 881. 
Widows, 1042. 
Will of God, 506, 507, 938. 
Winter, 819. 
Wisdom, 4S0, 580, 581. 
Witness of the Spirit, 213- 

219, 440, 466-469. 
Wonders of redemption, 160, 

190, 193. 
Word of God, Christ, 9 ; the 

Bible, 771-778. 
Work, secular, 1022-1025. 
Works, good, 626. 
Works of God in creation, 

30-32; providence, 638- 

653; redemption, 139, 194. 
World, conquered, 246, 4S3, 

902, 905, 907, 910; convert- 
ed, 740-768, renounced. 

526 527, 552-561, 573! 

575, 616-620, 627, 628, 883- 

Worship of the Church like 

that of heaven, 1-3, 888. 
Worship, closing. 51, 87, 199, 

210, 211, 276-27S, 309, 310, 

324, 599, 666, 949. 950, 

1048-1063; opening. 45. 46. 

50, 56, 57, 59, 272, 273, 313 

323, 366-371,456, 457, 591 

Wrath of God, 156, 356-361 

693, 694. 
Wrestling, Jacob, 441, 442> 

911, 937. 

Year, new, 803-809 ; end of, 

820, 821. 
Yoke of Christ, 538, 886. 
Youth, admonished, 363-365, 

793; educated, 771, 791- 

802; prayed for, 792, 794- 


Zeal for God, 609, 8S9; for 
the Church, 243, 762, 887 ; 
for the salvation of men, 

Zion. comforted. 239, 251. 
254; exhorted, 250; in- 
creased, 740-768; prayed 
for, 238, 242,740; security 
of, 226-230, 241 ; the bea- 
venlv, 249, 559, 560, 563' 
watchmen of, 255, 258. 


Oh. ver. iymn. 
Geo* sis. 

1 1 11-13. 16 
2 13, 200 

26, 27 20 

2 7 4 

3 6 17 534,975 
15 89,265 

23, 24 443,871 

6 3 
8 9 


Ch. ver. Tiymn. I Ch. ver 

20 3391 5 14 
8-11 313-3 24 7 13 

1 20 638 | 23 14 

j 24 869.878 i 24 15 

21 5,6 455 
:23 2 447,585 

28 29 152 

32 9-14 832 

33 19-23 10071 

34 5-8 40-42 i 

hymn.' Ch. ver. 


39 8,14 633 

3 8,13 125-13; 

18 19 

19 16, 17 

22 1-19 


23 8 
28 12 










20-22 646 

82 10 216 

24-31 441,442 


26 492,515 



6 13 


8 35 








19 17 


2c 8-13 



6 24-27 


10 29 


13 27-30 


14 24 



1 16, 17 884 

1 Samuel. 

2 2 22 

3 9 


7 12 


17 892 

14-22 1029 

2 10 37 

3 17,18 732,735 


2 Samuel. 

6 20 995 

7 18 470 6 16 
29 995 7 6 

12 20-23 9S6.9--7 
14 14 667-6To 

47 9 


«. 4 


20 28 

21 9 

19 4 876 

1 Kings- 
%-i 8 10, 11 784 

138 ,= ', e q,., 

3 2 641 

7 71 

8 553 
li 21,43-49 137 


13 22 172,648 

14 19, 20 45 
21, 22 66 

15 11 27-29 

16 14-21 647 

17 6 133,134 




23 10 681 

21 823 


3 27 512 

4 7 841 
24 718 

6 6,7 791-793 


8 2 623 

18 15, 18 170 

31 6-8 640 

32 4 22 
49, 50 711 

33 25 629,640 
26-29 516 

34 1-5 512,513 

1 2-5 738 

4 13-15 171 


18 21 354-360 
31-39 508 
44, 45 765 

19 11-13 579 
19 1000 

20 11 601 

2 Kings. 
11 565,736 

905 19 

20 19, 20 377 

1 Chronicles. 
17 16,17 470,654 

28 9 791-795 
20 640 

29 5 531 
10-13 34 

2 Chronicles. 

5 13, 14 784 

6 20, 21 439 
41.42 784.790 








11 7-1215-19,25 

13-15 728,730 

15 4 914 
11 398 

16 22 670,723 

17 1,11 103€ 

13 15 

14 1. 



25-27 736 

22 27 589 

23 3 366396 
8-10 62<t-431 

26 11-14 


28 28 

29 2-5 

30 20 
33 15 188,1016 

23, 24 121 

25 1013 

27.28 353,368 

35 10' 960,968 






Oh. ver 

hymn . 

Ch. ver. 


Ch. ver. hymn. 

Ch. ver. hymn. 

37 3,4 


42 1-5 


84 232,234 

121 1 417,504 



44 1-4 



4, 5 587 

38 4-8 




10 313 

122 238 



45 1-7 


85 6 941,942 

6 590 

42 5,6 




87 235 

6-9 940 


3 239 

125 600 




5, 6 786 

126 5,6 649 

1 2 




88 10-12 354 

127 1 273 



46 1-7 


89 15-18 236 

130 1 1040 





90 668 

4,7 546 

7 5,8 




2 14 

132 S,9 790 



47 4 


12 806 

133 897- 





91 11,12 468 


5 1-8 





136 68 

6 5 




92 1-11 320 

137 5, 6 8S7 




12-15 237 

139 1-6 69 

9 4 




93 789 

1-10 14 

11 6 


49 7,8 


95 57 

1-12 962 

i3 3 


50 1-6 


7, 11 224 

23, 24 398 

(4 7 




97 58 






1 658 

143 9 433 

.6 8-11 




2 35,643 

10, 11 509 






144 12-15 846 

|7 8 




98 99 

145 70. 71 





100 59 

9 14, 317 

18 9,10 




101 848 

146 72 

19 > 50,51,770 



2 404 

147 S19 


29, 49 



103 60-63 

1-11 73 

11 ■ 


55 17 999-1001 

8 17 

9 372 

22 7-9 




104 64 

113 74-76 


56 12 


1-4 19 

12, 13 77 




10-35 18,30 

149 2 158,159 



57 8 






60 1-5 


106 1-5 65 

24 1-6 




4 374 




61 2,3 


107 17, 18 849 

1 22 468 



19, 22 850 

23 351-360 

25 7 




23-32 859,867 

24-30 354 

26 6,7 



33-38 852.853 

25 354-360 

?7 1-6 




110 1 158 

3 6 1027 





3 419 

9, 10 762 


■ 564 



4 150 

13-18 480 



11, 12 


114 66 

17 888 


66 12 


116 1-8 851 

6 6 344,569 

.'<• 3 




7 344 

7 2 582 

>1 20 




8 9 67 

27 353 



68 5 


12 1015 

8 4 357 




15 681 

17 3o3-0.i5 





117 744 

34-36 353 

M 1-9 




118 22, 23 782 

9 1-6 333 



VI 15 


24 314,321 

10 5 1H24 





119 771 


J6 5-9 



IS 776 

12 26 605,01 i 



73 23-26 


63 884 

18 10 22V 


73 25 


96 387 

24 632 

S7 11 



105 210 

19 17 602- 





136 362 




77 19 


147 1004 

22 6 791-802 



78 1-7 


158 362 

23 17 977 



80 S-19 


165 482,919 

26 23, 24 

10 9,10 


83 3 


121 920 



Ok. ver. hymn, i Ch. 

27 1 
29 1 



1 2 619,620 

2 II 616.667 


3 »1 346 

4 9 12 903,904 


6 12 

7 14 

9 5 


11 3 







hymn. \ Ch. ver, 

421 54 5 
20 833 11 
834 ' 13 
626;55 1 
499 ' 1-3 

hymn, i Ch. ver. 
458.25 31 
4,7 29 13 


610 31 15 
330-333 18-20 




354 .„ 
354 i 4J 





1 5,6 

2 1-5 

3 10 

745 43 

628^632 I 

682,683 ' 

541 1 

5 648 44 

6 930 ! 45 

5 4 347 

6 1-7 27, 2S 

2,3 311 

6 3 1-3,5 

17,21 46 
8 761148 

7 14 89149 

8 13 2,22,579! 

9 2 766 1 
5,7 31,95,96 '50 

1C 12 i-9 

il 6-9 743,754,51 
769' 52 

12 2 226,227! 
21 11,12 765 

24 16 520| 

















686 i 1042 

3:3 50 5 828,882 

,448 886 1010,1012 


802! Ezekiel. 
10,14 516,8911 3 17-21 258,262 

247] 34 
6 718 7 474 32 17 

13 389' 10-12 256 44 4 
21 582-588 56 4,5 722,1041 47 6 

2 433,930.57 1, 2 681,684- 1 49 H 
17 482,949: 686' 

14 367 1 15 
17 698' 19 
20,21 230,239| 20,21 
24 948 58 6-S 

;e;:.7i3 20 

3991 21,22 

254161 1-3 

170,196:63 1-6 
614,891 | 9 

860! 64 1-3 
560-571 | 6 

640 65 2 
153,4011 17 

136 66 2 
641.665 ! 



432 1 




1,2 3991 9 4 

4,5 746,753 4-6 

1043 16 62, 63 
755 20 37 
325.456 33 7-9 
457; 34 15 





1 17,18 

2 2 

3 4,22 
15 260 




2 35-45 
? 25 

4 35 

5 27 

6 10 999-1001 
16, 22 632 

9 4-19 829 

24-26 128 




19 592 

21-25 333 

22-25 456,457 

24 421 

4 640 

10 631 

15 473 

16 151 
22 750 

2 417 

10 636-645 

9-11 249 
1,2,11,12 250 

546 i 2 15 

7 4 367 4 6 

8 20 354-361 j 6 * 
8 22 176,180 11 8 

186,189,413- 14 1 
418 * 


9 1 

10 7 

13 16 

328-333 1 53 

236,749 [ 



912,1025 | 


251,746,14 17 
369115 16 
255i 17 9 
343 23 4 
114 5. 


4-12 456,4571 

11 369.507 

12 1029 













OT| 5-7 23t. ;4; 
4a ; Joel. 

3b 1 14 829-831 
«> 2 1 7 829 rsi 

2 2S-32 205- 20; 


3 1-6 83 

4 11 


Kg 854 

9, 10 353 
6-8 616,619 
8 652 




11 741-744 

12 | 294 
1 170,172 
3 499.031 
6 342,598 

> 16,17 242. 

4 2 401 


I 81 170 177 



456 869 

IS 89,97 



25 864 

12 296,413- 


13 330 
22 415,416 

23 547 
27-30 415-418 
32,33 415,4 


12,13 990.991 

29-31 643-647 
32,33 613, «56 

11 4-6 343,456 
12 936 



Ok. ver. hymn. 

Ch. ver. hymn. 

Ch. ver. 


Ch. ver. hymn. 

5 31, 32 330,414 

16 19-31 717 

5 2-9 


16 7, 13 200-225 

S fi-10 415 

22 165.661 


33 246,632 

12 105,103 

18 1 911-937 



17 1 203 

17-19 413-418 

1-8 559.590 



3 56.92.97 

36 602-610 

10-14 337-390 




40 1028 

13 374 


4 803 

7 19 23 103 

35-43 415^18 



20-23 896 

24 641 

19 10 342 

6 27 


19 116-124 

34 349 

41,42 110,111 



5 116.122 

37-50 479 




30 123.128 

38 125 

42 3S1 



41 42 423 

20 17 603 



34 130-134 

47, 4S 343,455 

22 19, 20 287-312 


37 121,434 

50 451 

22 26, 27 262 



20 139-147 

8 15 591 

39-46 112-115 

51-56 293-303 

19-29 916 

22-25 857,855 




28 212 





21 15 354,395 

26-36 416 

42 1033 

7 37,33 


15, 17 436 

9 23 573,632 

46 586,588 



17 374,473 

26 613 

54 971 




28-36 109 

61,62 370,374 

8 1 


20 436 

56 342 




58 968 

23 116-129 




10 2 271 

18-21 116 



1 5 205-203 

5,6 990 

33 127 



9-11 145-149 

20 466 

34 125,379 



2 1-4 205-203 

30-37 604 

44,45 425 

9 4 


1-11 753 

38-42 1025 

45,46 122,123 

10 1-16 


24-32 139-147 

39 436.945 

52, 53 122 



37 366 

42 628 

24 139-147 



38, 39 279-286 

11 1 917 

32 564 



42-47 240-243 

1-13 913-918 

34 142 



47 755 

2 506 

47 405 

11 a 


3 19 366 


51 145-149 



2] 147,148 

9,10 589 



4 11 782 

33, 34 624 


12 32 


12 177.413 

12 6,7 645 

1 1-14 12 



22-31 73,84 

9 136 



5 31 365.374 


14 79,433 



32 53,892 

16 416 

13 7 


7 37 170 

33,34 606 

17 339 



55 655 

35-38 594 

29 123,125 



59 1046 

49 767 




8 21,24 353.356 

13 6-9 804,805 





7,8 453 

29,36 265 

14 1-3 



27 384,719 

2 1-11 978,979 


9 6 36? 

28, 29 278 

17 105.609 



11 9V, 

34 337 

21 '439 


10 36 155-154 

14 15 1i 296 

3 3-7 216.217 

45( 306 

43 iu 96 



13. : 4 



27 632 

8 545 


26 200- 

11 21 7c7 

I! 1 369 

14,15 173,174 


12 6-i 459 

2 266.337 




13 26 336-340 


16 95,344 


30-34 139-147 

4-" 409 

18 36 461 



39 335 

10 326,489 

53 103 

15 1-8 


14 22 632 


* 10 512 



27 422 
15 8,9 505 

17-21 926 

14 6.433 



18, 19 446 




16 9 760,761 

20-32 326,351 

24 14 



23-25 615 

16 12 165.661 

35 271 



29,30 368 



Ch. ver. 
10 31 
17 15,33 



19 20 




20 17-35 267, 269 
28 19S 
22 16 132 
24 25 351-360 
8? 28. 29 3-40-344 

20 49 

2 4,5 35S 

3 19 390 

20 387,389 


29 752 

4 5-8 462,463 
7 432 

16-25 524 

18 406 

5 1 431,466 
2 80,461 


6-8 178 

11 462 

20 344 

6 1,2 582 
1-11 535 
3-6 282 

. 8-10 146 

22 514 

7 21 406,407 

8 1 459 
3,4 423,429 


14-16 465-469 

15 438 

15,16 212-217 

16 8 

18 711,712 

21 975 
26 408,913 . 

28 642 

29 478 
32 92,136! 
34 430,468 
35-37 632,702 
38. 39 466 

9 5 198 
21 5.9 

W 3,4 432 

6 -8 1008 

<5 255 

21 370 

11 12-26 747-750 

Ch. ver. 

11 25,26 


12 1 









3 6,7 757 

9 261 

11 134,177 


5 7 297,306 

6 9,10 699 
10, 11 ,464 
14 139-1-47 

9 7 762 

24-26 566-571 

10 4 133,131 


13 629 

16, 17 297 

31 273,274 




11 23-29 287-312 
26 310 

12 4-31 895 
13 893 

13 6, 7 906 

14 15 

Ch. ver. hymn. 

15 52 690,691 


54,57 732,733 


55 145,146 



58 458 

16 9 371 
2 Corinthians. 

1 3 218 
4 602-604 

12 467,488 

22 212-219 


2 14-16 263 

3 7-18 1007 
14,15 386,422 

17 217 

18 492,537 

4 6 209 
7 264 

17,18 663,711 

5 1-8 635,686 


14 261,268,269 
17 217,467 
14-21 460 
18-20 257 

6 1 


7 5 

8 9 

9 10 

10 4, 

11 2 

12 9 

13 11 














917 | 
1-20 139-147' 
20-22 729 

24-28 504 

27 155-159' 
34 386,457 j 
42 4;, 730 


20 198,344 


13 121,128 

26 244,895 

4-7 465-469 

6 212-217 


1 580 

6 480 

22,23 467,476 


1,2 602 

Ch. ver. IvyrKK. 

6 2 904 

7,8 35i 

9 62s 

14 126,192 


1 3 910 

7 166,416 

13. 14 20] 

18 9-6 

20-23 143-142 

2 1,4,5 416 
6 910 

8 194,195 

11 447 
20 782 
21,22 240-242 

3 8 468 

15 244,716 


17-19 475,544 


4 4-6 240-244 
8,11,12 149 


11 260,262 


14. 15 598 

15. 16 895 
23, 24 13 
28 1022- 


30 201,224 


31,32 244 


15,16 5.30. 5.m) 
16 353.667 

18 215-219 
26,27 242 

6 4 982,983 
9 " 10^1 

11-13 348 

11-13 653-1365 
16 9.:i I 

18, 19 59C 

19 275,371 

1 9-11 492 








Jk. ver. hymn. 

3 5-9 459: 

6 11 155-165 

7 338 

8 394,4-9 
9-11 155,184 

S 8 126.574 


10 535 

4 4 158.159 


6,7 642-647 


13 921 

Colossians. I 
1 12 486,STt 




2 9 439] 
10 930,931 
11-13 535! 
14. 15 145-149 


3 1-4 144,146 
3.4 910| 

10 537 

11 175 
17 273 


22-24 1022 

4 1 3021 
2 590 
5 5S0,5;1 

12 503 

1 Thess. 
1 3 461 

5 10 461 

4 3 500.507 

13 733. t:.5 
13-17 709-716 

16 153 

16, 17 e90-6:'2 

5 6-8 55.^-555 

3, 24 530-53: 

. ver. Tiymn. 
1,2 847| 

4 . 40-42 
4-6 163.166 

344.34S 1 


16 160-164 


5 1042 | 
12 245,656- 


15 155-159 

16 16 
17-19 603-607 

S TimothT. 

17 a : ■ ■ 


2 11, 12 633.637 

3 4 335 
5 356.357- 

12 631,632 1 
15 771.794- 

I 16 367,387- 


3 13 

4 1-11 

2 Thess. 

I 7-10 690-696 

9, 10 384,402 

11 461 

i 16, 17 552,654 

3 1 371 

14 906 

1 Timothv. 
1 15 432,457 
16,16 342 | 

2 6 








3 5-7 




1 1-9 



















5 6 

6 6 

19, 20 

7 17, 21 


S 1-6 


9 11-14 
13. 14 


V.~. -. 


510 [ 












9,10 247,345 

2 10 688 

11 47; 

14 15 192.679 

16 1 .162.3:3 

15 1035 

3 10 U 13 224 




i. va Tiymn. 
24 154,43a 


4 978^79 

5 640 
8 103C 

13 63? 

14 560.1041 
17 25J.262 
20 170.196 
20, 21 653 


1 2-4 

630 G31 







372 626 



i- ; : : *i 





2 10 


15. 16 602-603 



3 2 



48C -.4 

4 7,8 





5 11 








r, tic 



552, .555 

552-565 ' 


n m 






2 216,223 
3-5 700 

6 629,630 


7 631 

8 471.472 

L2 436.459 
15 19 123-138 


24.. 2c 


6 iS3 

7 197 

8 263 

9 528 
il i 581,591 
21-^5 .05-107 

25 170.196 
3 336. 99S 



91. ver. 

3 21 

4 1 

279, 281 



7 5S--0- 


13, 14 632-634 

17 829 

18 361 
6 2 260,262 

5 400,533 

6 377,378 

7 642-647 

8 891 
8, 9 248,885 

2 Peter. 

4 492,508 







21 209-21] 

2 7,8 362,875 

13 878,880 

20, 21 443-45:' 

601 ,943 

I 9 358 

19 14 276 

690 396 

Ch. ver. Jiymn. 

3 12 198| 

18 562,568-' 

572 1 

1 John. 

1 1-3 881 

7 198 
9 514,515 


2 1 166.171 ' 


1 312 

3 1 266 
1-3 465-469 

2 709-716 

8 96,99 

9 928 
17, 18 602-608 
20 391 
24 466.467 

4 8,16 336 
9,10 119-126 

12,13 466,467 

16-18 503 

18 497 

19 434,496 

5 6 130-134 
10 212,467 
14,15 506,893 

2 John. 

3 John. 
6-8 762 

4 • 200,6(3 
5, 6 181 

7 167,692 

10 322,958 


11 537 
12-20 259-262 
18 158 

4 458 

10 246.248 
i; 907 

Ch. vet /!$«>» 

7 13-15 638 

13-17 702 




1 387-390 

4 200 
12 695,703 


14-19 943 

15,16 569,570 

17,18 330,367 


20 349,350 


21 473,478 
3 43 

5 200 

8,11 3 

5 6-12 182,423 

9, 1C 468 

9-14 154,155 


6 12-17 

7 9-12 



8 3 

11 15 IS* 769 

12 1 MS 
11 !K 

13 8 4.-V- 

14 13 I*, 721 


15 3 665 

16 15 824,825 
17-2] 094.6:>3 

17 14 155-15? 
19 6 






11-15 359,361 
676 689-696 




20 11 

12, 13 





621, <H7 
6S3 684 



The Figures refer to the page. 


A bleeding Saviour 350 
A cheerful sojourn. 462 
A clod of living 711 
A cloud of witness. 410 
A country of jov 403 
A faith that doth 720 
A few from every 541 
A glauoc of th 
A glory gilds 
A guiltv. weak, and 306 : 
A hand Divine 408j 
A heart in every 388 
A heart resigned 387 ! 
A heart with grief 269 
A hope so much 341 
A land of corn, and 374 
A land where milk 371 
A lifeless form 665 
A pardon written 2361 
A peace on earth he 77 '. 
A poor blind chili 1 285 
A rest where ai! our 363 
A Saviour boru i . 7* 
A second look he 316 
A sinner, saved mv. 714 i 
A span is all 480! 

A stranger in the 512 ; 
A sudden thought 474 
A thousand ages in 4-81 
A tribute accepta. 568] 
Abba. Father, hear 360 
Abrah'm and Isaac 205 
Abundant sweetne. 702 
According to his 203 
Admit him ere 252 1 
After my lowly 179 
Again my pardon 326 
Again thy love 326 
Agonizing in the 238 
Ah ! do not of my 243 
Ah! give me. l.oi-d, 267 
Ah ! give them, 265 
Ah 1 leave u- not to 152 i 
Ah! Lord, enlarge 351 ' 
Ah I no ; I still 276 j 

Ah I no ; ne'er will 445 
Ah ! what avails 284 j 
Ah ! when shall we 11 ! 
Ah I wherefore did 286 
Ah! why did I so 413 1 

Alarm'd and melt'd 257 1 
All creatures praise 21 j 
All fulness of peace 354 
All glory be to God 76 ! 
All hail, triumph. 108 
All may of thee 448 
AU my capacious 146 : 
A!l my disease, my 2y8 
All mv hopes on 414 ! 
All mv treasure 398 
All nations of the 382 j 
All needful grace 173 1 
All o'er those wide 507 i 
All power to him 182 j 
All power to our 119 
All riches are his 138' 
All shall bless 552' 

All the day long he 265 ' 
All the power of 223 ! 
All the struggle 376 
All things are 215 

All things in thee 21 
All things living he 56 
All ye who owe 68 j 

Almighty God, 569 j 
Almighty God, to 14; 
Aloue the dieadful 107 j 
Although the viae 459 j 
Amen, with joy 535 j 
Among the nations 536 ' 
Among the saints 180 j 
An unregenerate 2931 
And art thou not 298 j 
And can a sinful 28 
And Christ was 572] 
And could a single 591 j 
And duly shall 436 ] 
And from his rig 257 I 
And here we still 225 : 
And if our 616 

A nd in the great, 563 [ 
A nd is this treasure 25 1 j 
And now I'm in 624 1 
And, O, when 467 j 

And, O, when I 724 ; 
And, O. when the 611 j 
And shall I slight 195 
And shall we then 163 j 
And then the peace 700 
And, thou refulgent 729 ' 

And when from 562 
And when nature 682 
And when our d. 678 
And when our spi. 475 
And when our use. 4.19 
And when these 213 
And when thou 643 
And when thy 24 

And when we tast* 347 
And when we 677 

And while I rest 681 
And will this 49 

And yet ten thou. 23T 
Angel of gospel 129 
Angel powers the 502 
Angels and arch. 473 
Angels, assist our 140 
Angels let the 734 

Angels now are 846 
Angels our serva'ts 344 
Anger and sloth, 397 
Answer, O Lord 295 
Answer on him thy 209 
Apostles, prophets 506 
Appear as when of 266 
Approach, ye poor, 216 
Arabia's desert 534 
Are not the right. 591 
Are there no toes 472 
Are we not tending 523 
Arm me with 429 

Around his sacred 122 
Around the bloody 122 
Arrayed iu beaute. 188 
Arrayed in glorious 524 
Arrayed in mortal 128 
Art thou not able 304 
Art thou not t. 290 

Art thou the God 541 
As diffrent scenes 685 
As Mowers their 41 
As giants may thcj 438 
As in the ancient 183 
As lightning 541 

As much the 719 

As round Jerusalem431 
As sanctified 884 

As soon as in him 355 
As the apple of 333 
As the bright Sua 438 




As the winged 576 ! Behold the Lamb 242 
As thee their God 599 ; Behold the sorrows 282 
Ashamed I must 41S | Bciug of brings, 41 
Ashamed o: Jesus 440 ' Relieve in him 242 
AJk but his grace, 
Assembled here 
Assert thy claim, 
Assure my con. 
•Astonished at thy 
At his call the 
At Jesus's call 

At midnight came 531 j Better tha 
At night we lean 685 1 Beyond my 

661 Beneath my load 
157 Bent to redeem a 
25 Beside all waters 
259 1 Better a day thy 
403 j Better than my 

But God made 8 

But God sustained 674 
But hast thnu 538 

But he that turns 254 

But he who 
But beav'nly love 
But I of means 
But if I die 

43 j 

4361 But in his looks a 
172 [But in the grace 
720 1 But in thy father's: 
had 665 But is it possible 
627! But let them still 

At this hour 

At thy last gasp the 91 
Author of faith, to 308 
Awake, awake, my 407 
Awake, awake, put 537 
Awake from guilty 335 

662 , Beyond the bounds 476 

Awake, my soul, 
Awake, the wo. 
Away, ye dreams 
Away, ye false, 
Awed by a mortal'! 
Awhile in llesh 

Baptize the nations 166 
Barren and with. 574 

Be Christ our. 84 

Be darkness at 166 
Be faithful unto 1S3 
Be grace from 207 

Be it according to 307 
Be it accordiug to 368 
Be it so, they all 503 
Be saved from hell, 265 
Be still ! and know 279 
Be stili, and learn 169 
Be this my one 4S4 
Bo thou my Coun. 128 
Be thou my joy, be 160 
Be thou mv pattern 84 
Be thou my shield 310 
Be thou my streu. 46S 
Be thou, u"Rock of 723 
Be thou their 201 

Before his feet 121 

Before me place in 484 
Before my eyes of 305 
Before our Father's 642 
Before the great 
Before the hills in 480 
Before the Sav. 401 
Before the throue 114 
Before thy sheep, 664 

Beyond the flight 521 

Beyond the reach 
Beyond this vale 
Blest angels, 
Blest are the 
Blest is the man 

Blest is the pious 695 


Blest Jesus! what 
Blest, O Israel, 
Blest Saviour, 
Blessed fold ! 
Blessing and 
Blessings abound 
Blessings for ever 138 
Blind from my 300 
Blind unbelief is 34 
Bliss to carnal S56 
Bold in our God 595 
Bold shall I stand 337 
Born, thy people 661 
Bound down with 303 
Bound on the altar 370 
Bound upon th' 95 

Bow ere the awful 256 
Bow thine ear, in 226 
Bow to the sceptre 254 
Bowed down 310 

Break from his 522 
Break off the voke 391 
Break off vour tears 110 
Breathe, O breathe 390 
Breathe on us, 649 

Bright Sun of 673 

Brightest and best SO 
Brightness of the 134 
Bring near the glad 212 
Burdened with a 277 
Buried in sorrow 139 
But a drought 664 

But, above all, 422 
But all, before they 488 

But let us hasten to -04 
But lo! a place he CiQ 

Before us mako thy 557 ! But art thou not 657 

1, another 584 
Behold, for mi the 657 
Behold him, all ye 96 
Behold, I fall 274 

Behold me waiting 300 
Behold the ark 625 
Behold their tears 591 

But, both in Jesus 101 
But chiefly be 573 

But Christ, the 103 
But drops of grief 309 
But ere that 258 

But feeble my 260 

But gentler things 63 

But, Lord, have 
But, Lord, thy 559 
But more when COS 
But must I from 276 
But O! how soon 332 
But O ! the jealous 281 
ButO! what gentle 128 
But O ! when that 708 
But others scorn 192 
But patieut let 515 
But raise your eyes 109 
But saints are lovely 59 
But, Saviour. canst*667 
But shall believers 182 
But something vet 283 
But soon he'll * 96 
But the mild 31 

But the righteous. 704 
But their greatest 509 
But there are joys 435 
But there's a voice 305 
But this I do find 624 
But thou hast 433 

But thou, they say. 300 
But thou wilt heal 457 
But through my life 312 
But tli rouging 475 

But times remote 565 
But thy compa. 52 

But thy rich, thy 134 
Km thy right hand 599 
But to'thy^house 674 
But we abuse 581 

But we are washed 340 
But we frail 553 

But we who now 495 
But when again 604 
But when sve view 29 
But where the 44 

But where the Lord 350 
But wherefore, 88 

But who shall quit 47 
But will he prove 251 
But with a 130 

By all hell's host 183 
By day along 467 

By death and hell 18S 
By faith I plunge 339 



By faith I see 613 

By faith the upper 7 
By faith we already 501 
By faith we are 639 
By faith we know 333 
By faith we now 495 
By faith we see 478 
B"t hills and 6C 

By his care the 580 
By thee the victory 33 
By thine agonizing 224 
By thine unerring 719 

Come, Holv Ghost, 155 '.Dear Saviour, let 444 

Come, Holy Ghost, 162 Death, hell, and 100 

Come, Holy Ghost, 669 De:uh may the 517 

Come, Holy Ghost, 655 Death rides on 482 

Come, Holy Spirit, 152 Death spreads his 'IS 
Come, Holy Spirit, 164 Deep in unfathom. 34 

Come in, come in, 617 i Depart from me 257 

Come in this 663 : Delightful hour! 700 

Come in thy 647 Delightful scene ! 700 

Come, Lord, and 525 'Delightful work! 569 

391 Deliverance to my 303 

545 Depend on Him, 425 

653 'Descend, and let 302 

Come, Lord, the 
Come, Lord, thy 
By this thv saints 92 i Come, my com 
By thv reconciling 694, Come, O my God, 373 : Descend, celestial 236 
By thy Spirit, Lord 269 j Come, O my guiity 195 Descend, celestial 32 
' Come, O my Sav. 3641 Descend, pass by 296 
Come quickly in, 252 ' Descending on his 126 
Come, sacred" Spirit 153 Determined all thy 718 
Come, saints, and 88!Devoutlv vield 584 



Did archangels 
Did not his word 
Dipped ia his 
Direct, control, 
Dispensing good 
Dissolved are 
Divine Instructor, 557 
Do not I love 439 

13 1 Do thou assist 706 

221 1 Dost thou ask 662 

239 Dost thou not 157 

83; Doth the dread cup 89 
49 ] Down from the 140 
493 1 Down thev sank 594 

Call them into thy 178 

Called to sustain 381 

Calmly to thee my 378 

Can a*mother'3 348 Come, then, and 567 

Can I trust a 734 Come, then, Divine 156 

Can these avert the 312 Come, then, for 395 

Can ve doubt if 250 Come, then, my 159 

Careful without 717 Come, then. O 537 

Cast out thy foes 301 Come, then, our 633 

Cause us the record 649 Come, then, thou 538 

Cease, ye pilgrims, 403 Come, then, to thy 74 

Changed in a 77 Come, thou incar. 

Chariot and steed 594 Come, thou Wit. 

Cheered by a signal 158; Come to the living 

Cheerful they walk 173 j Come, wanderers 

Children our kind 569; Come, worship at 

Chosen of God, to 560 1 Come, ye angelic 

Christ, by highest 72 Come, ye weary, 238] Down through the 

""" Comfort those who 427 Drawn by such 93 
Condemned, a 131 1 Dust and ashes 389 

Confiding in thy 718 

Confound, o'erpo. 330 Each evening 21 

Consume our lusts 370 ; Each following 336 
Content with 441 Each moment 445 

Control my every 711 'Each thought and 677 
Convert, and send 199] Each year the 605 

Convince him now 262 Eager" for thee I 159 
Convince us first 263 ; Early in the temple 86 
Correct, reprove, 463 ; Earth from afar 23 
Corruption, earth, 523] Earth is thine; her 560 
Could my tears for 102 Earth then a scale 634 
Could we but 507 1 Earth, tremble on. 55 

Courage, my 467, 463' Earth, with thy 699 
Courage, your 131 ; Easy to be 714 

Create all" new, 149 j E'en down to old 460 
Create my nature 275 j E'en life itself 651 

Creation, varied by 55 ' E'en now he hath 611 
I E'en now our Lord 634 
Dangers stand 481 1 E'en now we taste 496 
Come as an angel 192 Dark and cheerless 693 E'en now we 616 

Come back, this is 423 Daughter of Zion 185 ; E'er since by faith 101 
Come, Desire of 72 Day by day the 466: Empty of Him who 278 
Come, Eather in 11 Dear dying Lamb, 101 : Endless scenes of 142 
Ceme, Father, Son 364 Dear Lord, and did 87 1 Engage this roving 451 
Come, Father, Son 540 Dear Lord, if 441 j Enlarge, inflame, 197 

Come, Holy Com. 13 Dear Name, the 14H ' Enter into the 592 
Come, Holy Ghost, 613 Dear Saviour, 245 [Enter with all 565 

Christ, my Master, 693 
Christ, our Brother 356 
Christ our Lord 226 
Christ shall bless 652 
Circled round with 112 
Circumnavigate 548 
Claim for thine 693 
Close behind the 496 
Close bv thv side 469 
Close followed by 491 
Closer and closer 204 
Clothe me with 289 
Cold mountains 84 
Cold on his cradle 79 
Come, all ye souls 236 
Come, all ye vilest 246 
Come, almighty to 390 
Come, and possess 235 
Come as a shep. 192 
Come as a teacher 192 1 
Come as a watch. iQ-> 



Equal though 
Ere that dreadful 
Error and 
Eternal are thv 
Eternal life to"all 
Eternal Spirit 
Eternal Sun of 
Eternal. Tnune 

581 'Fear not, said he, 76 
118 Fearless of hell 353 
567 Fed by their active.191 
536 Feebly they lisp 193 

382 Fill me with all 328 
207 Filled with delight, 508 
668 Find in Christ the 248 
12 1 Finish, then, thv 390 

Eternal, undivided 6561 Firm in the all- 


Eternal Wisdom 
Eternity thy 
Ever upward let 
Every eye shall 
Exalted at his 

li'j First the dead in l'J 
19j First-born of many : 


112 Five bleeding 

126 1 Fix, O fix my 389 

143 i Fixed on this 339 

Expand thy wings, 155 Fly abroad, thou 544 

Extend to me that 54 ] Fly to my aid 164 

Extol his kinglv 180 < Followed' bv their 522 

Extol the Lamb of 234 j Foolish, and 36 

Extort the cry,., 262: For blessings such 570 

Exults our rising 341 j For each assault 423 

! For ever firm thy 47 

Faded my virtuous 281 j For ever in thy 571 

Fain with thein 9iFor every thirstv 245 
Fain would I all 697 1 For from that night 225 

Fain would I know 267 1 For her my tears 627 

Fain would I know 268 ! For him shall 533 

Fain would I learn 391 iFor in happier 722 

Fain would I rise 32 1 For Jesus' sake 272 

Fairer than thee 398 1 For love of us he 93 

Faith cries out 691 
Faith in thy 298 

Faith lends its 338 
Faith, mighty faith382 
Faith to be healed 303 
Faithful, O Lord, 38 
Faithful soul, pray 651 
Fanned by thy 604 
Far, far above all 323 
Far from the paths 697 
Far from this 521 

Father, God, thy 9 
Father, if I may 291 
Father if such thy 208 

For me the burden 94 
For me these pangs 92 
For more we ask. 655 
For my selfishness 329 
For never shall my 282 
For the grandeur 134 
For the great 479 

For thee my thirsty 701 
For these inestima. 556 
For thine own 272 

For thino own me. 326 
For this, as taught 397 
For this, I at thy 327 
For this in faith 49'-' 

Father, in me 320 For this let men 196 

Father, in these 206 
Father of endless 65 
Fathe of everlast. 437 
Father of the 729 

father, regard thy 592 
Father, remove 88 

father, Son, and 632 
Father, Son, and 386 
Father, Son. and-S.560 
Father, the narrow 402 
Father, thine ever. 338 
Father, thy love in 669 
Father, thy long- 656 
Father, thy mer. 577 
Father, thy quick 426 
Father, we ask in 

For this, no longer 55 
For this the 178 

For this the saints 551 
For this thou hast 23 
For this we ask in 688 
For those who 571 

For thy glory we 686 
For thy loving 169 

For thy providence 134 
For us is prepared 529 
For what to thee, 457 
For who by faith 
For whom, blest 
For whom didst 
For whom, for 
> | For wild the waves 


Foar him, ye 459 j For you the public 2C0 

Fear not. brethren, 407 1 For vou the purple 195 
Fear not, lam 460 i Forbid it, Lord, 98 

Forgive me, Lord, 67S 
Forgiveness on my 575 
Forth with thy 545 
Forward they cast 105 
Frail children of 53 
Free from auger 695 
From Aaron's 634 

From all iniquity, 368 
From Christ, the 102 
From Christ, theii 186 
From dark 650 

From day to day 61M 
From every sinful 179 
From favored 532 

:From heaven 126 

■ From heaven he 83 
; From hell's 313 

;From Him, the 410 
I From Jesus, 75 

JFrom north to 533 

; From our own 388 

i From sea to sea, 168 
: From sin, the guilt 301 
From sorrow, toil, 642 
From strength to 473 
! From the highest 134 
JFrom thee, great 57 
From thee that I 420 
I From thee, through 15 
i From thee, through 450 
From thrones of 182 
I Fruitless, till thou 280 
, Fully in my life 394 
Furnished out of 555 

Gather the outcasts 266 
Gethsemane, can I 213 
Give. Lord, and 684 
Give me now to 139 
Give me on thee to 423 
Give me the grace, 295 
Give me thy 196 

Give me thyself 396 
Give me to "trust 423 
Give the pure 193 

Give theni an ear '..90 
Give to mine eyes 413 
Give tongues of fire 166 
Give up ourselves 589 
Give us ourselves 263 
Give us to hear 222 
Give us with active 412 
(river of penitential 575 
Gladlv the toys of 41 
Glcuv'to God 65 

Glory to God that 76 
Glory to thee, 11 

Glorv to thee, whe 670 
Go ask the infidel 253 
j Go into every 186 

Go meet him in 685 
| Go, return, 134 

[Go, shepherds, 76 



So, then earthly 454 Hallow, and make 67'Hesawme 

Go to his temple", 425 Hang on thy arm 422 He sees the tender 628 

Go to many 548 Happy beyond 352 He shall come 

Go to the ants, for 411 Happy he" whom 5i7 He shall defend 
Go to the garden 88 Happy, if with my 194 He shall reign 

Go to the grave 530 Happy the man 353 He sits at God's 

Go np witn Christ 182 Happy the man 5S He spake, and 

God forbids his 691 j Happy the men to 171 He spake with 

God from eternity 166 > Happv the people 600 He speaks, and, 

God in the flesh ' 118 Happy thev who 8 He speaks. The 

God is in heayec, 23 

God is our strength 28 

God is our sun 683 

God is our sun, he 173 

God is thine : 376 

God, my Redeemer 524 

God of "love in 

God of my life 

God of the 

God only knows 31 

God through him. 15 

God to reclaim it 25 

God will not 5 

God's guardian 67 

God's image which 1 

Gold is but dross IS 

Good, though not 68 

Good when he 35 i He bids us drink 

Grace all the work 144 \ He breaks the bo 

Happy they whose 313 He still respects 
Hark ! how he 96 He that on the 

Hark ! how the fea. 578 He took into hi3 

Hark ! in the 

Hark! they 730 

Hark ! what a 495 

292 i Hark! what 552 

10 Hast thou a lamb 439 

65 ; Haste the« on, 454 

Hasten, Lord, the 372 

Hasten mercy to 258 

Hasten, sinner, 258 

Hasten the joyful 161 

Haughcy chiefs and 117 

Have you no 647 

He all" his foes shs.ll 120 

He bids us build 616 

187 1 He visits now the 373 

He wept that we 
He who for men 
He will present 
He wills that I isco 
Head of the 65 

Headlong we 610 

Hear, for thou, O 226 
Hear him! ye deaf; 334 
Hearken to me 239 
Heaven uttered 
Heavenly, all- 
Heavenly Father 
Heaven's glory is 



-1- ;-; .-..-.■ :_~-iri '_"..- 655 

Grace first 144 

Grace taught my 144 
Grace ! 'tis a sweet 145 
Gracious Lord, 580 
Giant one poor 706 
Grunt that all may 427 
Grant that every" 430 
Grant this, and 631 
Grant this, O holy 154 
Graut us the power 4e3 
Great God, create 274 
Great God, is this 4t3 
Great God. on what 461 
Great God, thy 431 
Great Prophet" of 128 
Gr°at Shepherd of 561 
Great spoils 1 shall 624 
Great Sun of 554 

Greatness unspeak. 19 
Guide of my life 325 
Guilt, the serpent's 130 

Guilty I stand 


Hail, bv all thy 
Hail. Holv Ghos 
Hail, holy, holy. 
Haii, Prince of life, 73 
Hail, sacred feast 215 
Hai!, the heaven 72 
Hail, with essential 11 
Hallelujah ! earth 56: 
Hallelujah ! bark 553 
Hallelujah they 
flallelujah we sinp 687 

He breaks the 334 

He by himself 400 

He comes, from 71 

comes, he 584 

He comes, of 630 

He comes, the 71 

He comes, the pri. 71 
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Let us therefore 56 
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266 Must I reprove 
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628 My conscience felt 
84 My crimes are 
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79 My earth thou 
343 ' My faith would 
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Many days have 662 My God is 
March on in your 408 My God, through 
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228 My gracious 
169 Mv heart grows 
426 Mv heart shall 
671 My hope is all 
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573 My life I would 
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Me, me, who still 104 Mv lips shall 
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Men of worldly, 637 My one desire be 
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641 My Saviour, how 
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281 No man can truly 157 
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281 j No other right 296 

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Now rest, my 706 

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O cease, my 625 

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O could I lose 332 

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O God, our King, 174 
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O God, 'tis finished 217 
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O guard our shores 598 
O guide our 626 

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O happy dead 510 

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O happy, happy p. 205 
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O Love, thy 445 

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O Lover of sinners, 707 
O magnify the Lord 459 
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O mav thv Spirit 674 
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O may we then, 82 
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praise Jehovah 602 O who could bear 457 
praise Jehovah 613 j Wisdom ! whose 81 
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On us thy Father's 125 
On wings of love 434 
Once a sinner 662 
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One day is as a 566 
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One thing deman. 255 
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Open the eve of 411 
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| Our hearts. O Lord 547 
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Our mouth as in 590 
Our nature's turn. 342 
Our numerous 556 
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Our residue of 577 
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Our souls and 884 

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Our teeming ewes 599 
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Out of great dis. 503 
Out of the deep 629 
Out of the mouths 42 
Outcast from thee 538 
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Pardon, and grace, 455 
Pardon and peace 215 
Pardon, O Lord, 673 
Pardoned for all 378 
Part of thy name 2S 
Partakers of the 204 
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Pass a few 690, 692 
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363 See, he lifts his 112 

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Pris'ner of hope, 294 
Pris'ner of hope, 672 
Pris'ners of hope, 375 
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Rebuke our rage, 636 
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Rejoice in glorious 120 
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Rejoicing now in 373 
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Rising to sing my 703 
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Saviour, and Pi-. 270 : Shake off the 184 

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Saviour from sin, 367 \ Shall I not then 695 
Saviour, from thy GST j Shall I. to soothe 196 
Saviour, from thy 307 ■ Shall we let him 283 
Saviour, I thank 396 'Shall we whose 546 
Saviour, look down 6361 Shiue on thy work, 288 
Saviour of men, 696 'Shine to his praise, 63 
Saviour, Prince, 272 Short of thy love 320 
Saviour, through 566 Should all the f. 555 
Saviour, to me in 271 Should all the hosts 129 
Saviour, to thee my 397 Should earth a. 471 
Saviour, where'er 452 i Should sudden 274 
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547 ?bow them the 629 

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Spirit «f truth, 153 
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Stand up and bless 29! Swift doth the day 
Standing now as 307 ; Swift I ascend my 
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Still hide me in 679 ; Swift to my rescue 
Still hold my soul 370 1 Sworn to destioy 
Still hold the stars 190 
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Still let it on the 40 j Take, eat, this U 
Still let me live 713 j Take my poor 
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Still let thy tears 95 1 Take when thou 
Still let us, Lord, 67 1 Teach all the 
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Still, Lord, thy 37 \ Teach me to live 
Still may I walk 418 : Teach us, O Lord, 
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Still nigh me, O my 461 Tell in seraphic 
Still, O Lord, our 622 j Tell me not of 
Still restless nature22 1 Tell me, or thou 
Still we are thine 591 '• Tempests of angry 
Still we believe, 156 Ten thousand dv. 
Still will I strive, 657 1 Ten thousand off. 
Strangers and 405 , Ten thousand sna. 
Strike" through thy 135 j Ten thousand tho. 
Strive in joy with" 3581 Ten thousand to 
Strive we, in 620 Tend'rest branch, 

Strong were thy 185 Thankful I take 
Stronger his love 317 Thanks for 
Stronger than d. 342 Th' apostle3 of my 
Struggle thro' thy 732 Th' atonement of 
Stung by the 133 That blessed law 

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Sublime upon his 499 That bloody ban. 
Subsists as in us 644 That comfort was 
Such honor all thy 438 That great nryste. 
Such troths to us 565 That glorious 
Such was thy truth 83 That heavenly 
Such wonders, 193 That holy peace 
Sun and moon are 456 That I thy mercy 
Sun, moon, and 553 That long as life 
Sun of righteous. 61 1 That man may last 
Superior to my fe-es 712, That mighty faith 
Supported by" his 674 1 That mount, how 
Supreme and II That on the arm 

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Sure never to my 316 That path with 
Surelv he will not 510 That peace of Gcd, 
Surely I shall, 369 That prize with 
Surely, if thou pr. 689 That promise 
Surely, if thou the 221 That sacred strecjr 
Surely once thy 664 1 That so thy 
Surely thou canst 308 1 That thou canst 
Surely thou didst 617 1 That uncreated 
Surprising grace ! 340 : That wisdom, 
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Sweet to look 725 

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Sweet to rejoice 725 
Sweetly may we 632 

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523 The uoisy winds 
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236i The pain of life ' 183 
155 [The painful thirst, 379 
240 1 The pains of death 531 

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The veil of unbe. 316 

The victim slain 120 

The vile, the lost 216 

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Then, Judah.thou 539 
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The word of G od 375 j Then let us submit 246 

The words of his 20S . Then let us wait 203 

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Thee, holy Father, 15 j Then swift and 490 

Thee I can love 384 Then wake vour 108 

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Thee mav I set 717 . Then we will 579 

Thee, only thee, I 285 \ Then, when long 571 

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Thee, sovereign 6S! Then, while ye 489 

1 Thee, the first-born 9 Then will I teach 276 

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Thine everlasting 463 

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Thou gavest rue to 712 
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Thou hast in 293 

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This is niv blood 210 
This is niv well- 82 
This is the bond of 631 
This is the day 227 
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This is the strait, 456 
This is the victory 181 
This is the way 311 
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This, this is our 704 
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Th' o'erwhelming 236 
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Thou all our" works 450 
Thau art a Goi 674 
Thou art gone to 524 
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Thou hear'st me 
Thou kuow'st for 
Thou kuow'st I 439 
Thou know'st in 668 
Thou know'st not 436 
Thou kuow'st the b. 267 
Thou kuow'st the p. 58 
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Thou, Lord, the 
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Thou lov'st what. 
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Thou my inrpetu 

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Though the night 678 
Though the sous of 473 
Though unseen, I 346 
Though waves and 339 
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Thrice comfortable 462 
Thrice Holy I 22.70 
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575 Through all the d. 6S0 
304 Through all the m. 702 


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469! Through much 181 
97 Through the rich 479 
18 Through the wide 323 
60 Through thee we 644 
466 1 Through thee, who 406 
302 Throughout the d. 607 
Thou my one thing 39S | Throughout the 130 
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Thou, O Christ, 315 1 Throughout the w. 349 
Thou, O Lord, in 71" Thuuder and hail, 63 
Thou, O Love, my 398: Thus do I my bed 726 

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166 Thou on the Lord 463 
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Thou onlv, Lord, 550 
Thou, oniv thou, 198 
Thou our faithful 223 
Thou restless globe 63 
Thou seest me deaf 300 

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Thus Gabriel sang, 75 
Thus God the Fa. 11 
Thus humbly tau. 650 
Thus later saints 210 
Thus, Lord, while 106 
Thus, Lord, would 640 
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Thdu seest my " 330 : Thus on the heav. 695 
Thou seest our 464 1 Thus present, still 467 

Thou seest temp. 566 , Thus shall we 
Thou seest their 629 ! Thus spake the 
Thou shalt see my 348 Thus star by star 
Thou shin'st with 24 (Thus, teach me 
Thou sittest on the 10 Thus, though the 

Thou art my Pilot 613; Thou spread'st the 683 j Thus, till my last 
Thou art the earn. 158 1 Thou standest in 222 1 Thus we engage 
Ihou s« the sea of 27 Thou waitest to be 3S Thus, when life's 
Thou a rt thyself 4S7 I Thou who hast 637 j Thus when the 
Thou awful Judge 494;Thou wilt not 290 Thus, while his 

Thou bidd'st us 306 1 Though destruc. 676 
Thon by thy word 6S i Though earthly 529 
Thou calu-st me 408 Though high above 2S 
Thou canst not toil 436 Though I have gri. 275 
Thou canst 303, 304 . Though I have 165 
Thou di'lst once 662 1 Though in 45 

Thou didst the 456 Though in afflict. 462 
Thou dost conduct 478 Though late, I all 285 

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Thy condescending 284 
Thy every suff 'ring 450 
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Thv glorious name 33 
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Thy goodness and 38 
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Thy hand in 57b 

Thy heart, I know, 295 
Thy holy will be 721 
Thy house is ever 563 ! 
Thy judgments, 283 
Thv kiuedoni 650. 635 
Thy laws, O God, 136 i 
Thy light and 213 1 

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Thy name. O God, 702 
Thy name to me, 364 
Thy nature be my 361 
Thy nature I long 727 
Thy offering still 113 
Thy only love do I 318 
Thy only will be 663 
Thy pain is my 89 
Thy people, Lord, 264 
Thy people, saved 543 
Thy power, and 299 
Thy power in 453 

Thy power omnip. 499 
Thy power through 17 
Thy power unparal. 24 
Thy powerful 203 

Thy presence fills 666 
Thy promise d. 542 
Thy promise, Lord, 564 
Thy promise is mv 310 
Thy providence " 606 
Thy providence is 47 
Thy providence my 708 
Thy ransomed 386 
Thv righteousness 655 
Thy saints in all 472 
Thy sanctifying 378 
Thy secret voice 44^' 
Thy shining grace 27 
Thy side an open 266 
Thy single arm, 550 
Thy sinless mind 393 

Thy sovereign 349 To God vour 425 

Thy saff ' rings, 211 To graft the virtues 573 
Thy sun thou 21 j To hear the 283 

Thy utmost mercy 326 To heaven the 140 

Thy voice pro. 22 To help our soul's 646 

Thy will by me 369 To him continually 109 
Thy wisdom here 607 To him mine eye 461 
Thy wondrous 16 To him that in thy 338 

Thv word is 554 To Jesus may we 255 

Thv worship no 679 To Jesus' name 641 
till all the earth 119 . To Jesus name, "' 301 
Tlil at thv coming 294 To Jesus, our 13C 

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Till then I would 146 : To know thy 65£ 

Till then with us 67 : To meet our 207 

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Till thou thy 645 To please thee 278 

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Time to repent 575 To pray, and wait 586 
'Tis done, the great 706 To purest joys 353 

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'Tis done, thou 397 To rescue me from 284 
'Tis finished ! all 99; To save what was 246 
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148 1 To spend one 231 

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'Tis love ! 'tis love ! 322 i To that Jerusalem 512 
'Tis mercy all 445 1 To that my rising 435 

'Tis mystery all ! 336 j To the blest 306 

'Tis no surprising 340 i To the cross, thine 333 
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'Tis not that 458 1 To thee, and thee 27 

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'Tis prayer suppo. 425 i To thee, benign 710 
'Tis thee I love, 141 j To thee for refuge 680 
'Tis there 1 would 441 1 To thee I lift my 318 
'Tis there, with the 440 , To thee insepara. 631 
'Tis thine a heart 297' To thee let all the 545 
"Tis true, the race 411. To thee may each 696 
To all my weak 709. To thee my last 291 
To all thy churche. 190 ! To thee mv spirits 27 
To ask with faith 696 To thee, O" Lord, 603 
To damp our 586 To thee our hu. he. 337 

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205 j To thv benign 
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To God, the Son. 14, To thy pard'ning 
To God, the Spirit's 14 To thy sure love 
To God, most 696 j To us our own 



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Tormenting pangs 490 
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Tranquil amid 580 
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Trembling we 683 

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Triumph and 362 

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True yoke-fellows, 201 
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Truly our fel. 623 

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Turn, Christian, 483 
Turn into flesh my 380 
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Universal Saviour 542 

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Unnumbered com. 709 

Unsearchable the 79 

Unsustaiued by 414 

Unwearied may I 363 

Up into thee, our 639 

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Us into closest 636 

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Vain the stone 111 
Vainly we offer 80 
Vessels of mercy, 184 

Vilest of all th' 324 
Vilest of the sinful 385 
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Vouchsafe us eyes 315 
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"Waft, waft, ye 546 

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Wake and lift up 670 

"Waken, O God, 576 

Waken, O Lord, 482 

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Wash me, and 361 
Wash out its stains 452 

Watch, 'tis your 428 

Watchman, tell us 550 

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We all may, like 465 

We all partake 616 

We all shall think 633 

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We never will 589 

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We part in* body, 644 

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We pray that you 260 

We read the hea. 245 

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We shall gain our 372 

We shall our time 205 

We share our 642 

We soon shall 654 , 

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We trust not in 626 

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Weep not o'er 090 

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With boldness, 660 
With calm and 712 
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With gifts of grace 685 
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With him we walk 344 
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With pure, celes. 218 
With simple faith 297 
With singing we 686 
With softening pity 270 
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With what reseni. 572 

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Witnesses that 620 

Wond ring I ask 710 

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Worthy is He that 138 

Worthy the Lamb 137 

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Wouldst thou the 298 

Ye all shall find 375 

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Ye angels, great in 52 

Ye careless ones, 260 

Ye chosen seed of 117 

Ye dying souls, 244 

Ye fearful saints, 34 

Ye fields of light, 61 

Ye Gentile sinners 117 

Ye in the wilder. 123 

Ye mortals, catch 107 

Ye nations, bend 33 

Ye on whom he 249 

Ye saints, assist 131 
Ye saw him in 123 
Ye saw the 121 

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Ye sinners, come 245 
Ye sinners, seek 258 
Ye slaves of sin 234 
Ye slumb'ring 496 
Ye sous of men 180 
Ye stars are but 730 
Ye that round our 100 
Ye wheels of 584 

Ye who faint 587 

Ye who have sold 234 
Ye who own his 249 
Vc who see the 138 
Ye who spurn his 118 
Ye whom the 62 

Ye whose loins 587 
Yea, Amen, let all 126 
Yea, and before we 446 
Yea, let it, Lord, 154 
Yea, let men rage, 196 
Yea, when this 471 
Yes, every secret 494 
Yes, Lord, well 280 
Yes, saith the Lord, 628 
Yes, the Christian. 526 
Yes, the prize shall 497 
Yes! thou art 146 

Yes, your sins have 283 
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Yet glorified by 491 
Yet hast thou not 590 
Yet if it could 640 
Yet, in thy Son, 608 
Yet it will strive 640 
Yet like an idle 576 
Yet O, the chier 165 
Yet O, the riches 327 
Yet onward I haste 357 
Yet save a 274 

Yet still a higher 219 
Yet still our eleva. 86 
Yet still the Lord 499 
Yet still we wait 541 
Yet these, new 520 
Yet when the 631 

Yet, while at 21 

Yet will there 700 

Yet wilt thou not 39 
Yet wise and 193 

Yet would I not 327 
You, on our minds 641 
Your claim, alas ! 177 
Your faith by holy 109 
Your guides and " 426 
Your real life 110 

Your way is dark, 254 
Your willing ear 240 
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428 And must I be to 
355 And must this body 
281 And now, my soul, 
596 And will the great, 
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456 j Angels rejoice in 
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Ah ! whither should 286! Are there not in the 

212 Angels your march 
103 Another six days' 
572 Appointed by thee, 
432 Approach my soul 

Alas ! and did my 308 Arise, my soul, 
All glory to God in 73 Arise, my tend'rest 
All glory to th' 737 Arise, King of 
All hail the power 117 Arm of the Lord, 
All praise to Him 676 As much have I of 
All praise to our 616 As the hart with 
All praise to the 356 Assembled at thy 
All praise to the 611 Author of faith, 
All praise to thee, 674 Author of faith, to 
Almighty God of 539 Author of faith, we 
Almighty Maker, ■ 31 Author of our 
Am I a soldier of 471 Awake, and sing 
Amazing grace ! 470 Awake, Jerusalem, 
And am I born to 485 Awake, my soul, 
And am I only born 484 Awake, my soul ! st. 
And are we yet 199 Awake, my soul, to 
And can I yet 284 Awake, our souls ! 

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And let our bodies 204 Away, my unbe. 
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Cast on the fidelity 720 
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Celestial Dove, 164 

251 Cheered with thy 409 

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Behold th' amazing 93 j Christ, from whom 632 
Behold the blind 82 [Christ, the Lord, is 110 
Behold the glories 1 36 j Come, and let us 619 
Behold the morning 44 1 Come, away to the 686 
Behold the mount. 536 j Come, Father, Son, 
Behold the Saviour 96 and Holy Ghost 206 
Behold the servant 385 'Come, Father,-One 668 
Behold the sure 560 Come, Father,— To 567 
Behold thy temple, 561 Come, Fa.,— Whom 10 

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Blest are the 174 

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Blest be the dear 203 
Blest be the ever. 501 
Blest be the Father 11 
Blest be the tie 642 
Blow ye the 234 

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Brethren in Christ, 622 
Brightest and best 79 
But who shall see 539 
By faith I to the 102 
By faith we find the 498 

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Come, Holy Spirit, 163 
Come, Holy Spirit, 163 
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Father, at thy foot. 631 
Father, behold with 427 
Father, glorify thy 150 
Father, hear the 660 
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Father, I dare 395 

Father, I stretch my 308 
Father, I wait 319 

Father, if justly 153 
Father, if thou 722 
Father, in whom we 12 
Father, into thy 718 
Father of all, by 687 
Father of all, in 557 
Father of-alL whose 67 
Father of boundless 541 
Father of everlast. 319 
Father of faithful 537 
Father of Jesus 382 
Father of Jesus 309 
Father of lights, 267 
Father of me and 655 
Father of men, thy 696 



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Father of mercies, 436 
Father of mercies, 556 
Father of our dying; 151 
Father, our hearts 77 
Father, Son, and 385 
Father, Son, and 738 
Father supply my 379 
Father, 'tis thine 69 
Father, to thee my 449 
First and last in me 659 
For ever here my 361 
Forth in thy name, 717 
Fountain of good! 25 
Fountain of life, to 654 
Friend after friend 520 
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Gentle stranger, ' 687 
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Give me the en. 667 
Give me the faith 197 
Give me the wings 493 
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Giver and guardian 672 
Giver and Lord of 70 
Giver of concord, 635 
Giver of peace and 633 
Glorious things of 176 
Glory be to God 615 
Glory be to God on 226 
Glory to God, 550 

Glory to thee, 609 

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Go to the grave in 529 
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God in the high 34 
God is a name my 22 
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God is in Judah 596 
God is in this and 277 
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God of all grace 418 
God of all power, 378 
God of almighty 429 
God of eternal truth 395 
God of eternal truth 208 
God of love, that 637 
God of my life, 707 
God of my life, to 711 
God of my life, wh. 35 
God of my salvation 307 
God of thine Israel 561 
God of unexampled 141 
God of unspotted 665 
God only wise, 688 

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God, thou hast 594 
Good is the Lord, 579 
Grace every morn'g 634 
Grace is a plant, 260 
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Gracious Redeemer, 438 
Gracious Redeemer, 422 
Great God, attend, 173 
Great God, indulge 650 
Great God, the 558 
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Great Jehovah ! we 738 
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Hark ! the song of 552 
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He comes! he comes! 126 
He dies, the Friend 110 
He wills that I 369 

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Head of thy Church, 544 
Hear what the voice 521 
Hear ye my law, 565 
Hearken to the 587 
Hearts of stone, 282 
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High on his ever- 191 
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Hosanna to Jesus 526 
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How do thy mercies 680 
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I the good fight 477 

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I want a principle 419 

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Jehovah's chariot 475 

Jehovah, God the 359 

Jerusalem, my 505 

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Jesus, all-atoning 398 

Jesus, all-redeem' g 223 

Jesus, and shall it 446 

Jesus, at thy com. 613 

Jesus, at whose 217 

Jesus comes with 371 

Jesus drinks the 142 

Jesus, faithful to 127 

Jesus, friend of 329 

Jesus, from whom 178 

Jesus, great healer 689 

Jesus, great Shep. 630 

Jesus hath died 396 

Jesus, I fain would 437 

Jesus, I love thy 146 
Jesus, I my cross 
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Inquire, ye pilgrims 623 
Inspirer and Hearer 679 
Inspirer of the 555 

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Jesus, my all, to 310 
Jesus, my great 128 
Jesus, my life, 388 

Jesus, my Lord, at. 313 
Jesus, my Lord, 433 
Jesus, my Saviour, 420 
Jesus, my strength 
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Jesus, my truth, my 416 
Jesus, Redeemer of 265j 
Jesus, Redeemer, 303; 
Jesus, shall I never 436 
Jesus shall reign 533! 
Jesus, take all the 135 
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Jesus, theeonqu'ror 180 
Jesus, the Lamb of 312 i 
Jesus, the life, the 369! 
Jesus, the Lord 716 
Jesus, the name ■ 193! 
Jesus, the sinner's 297 ; 
Jesus, the truth and 201 
Jesus, the vision of 489! 
Jesus, the word 558; 
Jesus, thou all- 266: 
Jesus, thou art our 362j 
Jesus, thou ever. 335 
Jesus, thou sove. 646; 
Jesus, thy blessings 245 
Jesus, thy blood 337' 
Jesus, thy bound. 362 
Jesus j thy far- 298; 

Jesus, thy saints 495' 
Jesus, thy wand'r 197 
Jesus, to thee I 415 
Jesus, to thee our 636| 
Jesus, to thee "we 593! 
Jesus, united by 630 
Jesus, we look to 614 
Jesus, we on the 150' 
Jesus, we thus obey 218 
Jesus, what ecstacy 509 
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Let Zion's watch. 189 
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Lift up your hearts 641 
Lift your eyes of 502 
Lift your heads, ye 496 
Light of life, 663 

Like 2soah's weary 625 
Lo ! God is here ! 41 
Lo ! He comes, 1 25 

Lo ! I come with 717 
Lo ! the pris'ner is 52S 
Lo ! what an enter. 635 
Long have I sat 431 
Long have I seem'd 278 
Look unto Him, ye 335 
Lord, all I am is 56 
Lord and God of 225 
Lord, and is thine 332 



Lord, didst thou 
Lord, dismiss us 
Lord, give me that 
Lord God, the Holy 
Lord, how secure 
Lord I am thine, 
Lord, I believe a 
Lord I believe thy 
Lord, I cannot let 
Lord, I despair 
Lord of earth, thy 
Lord, if at thy 
Lord, in the morn. 
Lord, in the 
Lord, let our 
Lord of earth, and 
Lord of hosts i to 
Lord of the harvest, 
Lord of the wide, 
Lord of the worlds 
Lord over all, if 
Lord, round thy 
Lord, thou wilt hear 
Lord, 'tis a pleasant 
Lord, we are vile, 
Lord, we believe to 
Lord, we come 
Lord, what a 
Lord, when thou 
Lord, while for all 
Lord, whom winds 
Love Divine, all 
Love is a, pure and 
Lovers of pleasure 
Loving Jesus, 

Majestic sweetness 
Mark the soft 
Master, I own thy 

211 Master supreme, I 714 
735 May I, throughout 282 
381 May the grace of 735 
153 Meet and right it 9 
357 Mercy and jndgm't 600 
705 Mercy descending 569 
363 Messiah, full of 538 
713 Messiah, joy of 66 

662 Mighty God, while 133 
297 Mortals awake, with 72 
443 Must I my brother 432 
543 My days are 726 

674 My dear Redeemer 83 
386 My drowsy powers, 411 
599 My God ! and is 214 

606 My God, how 682 
562 My God, I am thine 357 
198 My God, I know, 392 

607 My God, I now 700 
230 My God, my God, 656 
540 My God, my life, 26 

39 My God, my por. 442 
681 My God, the spring 353 
175 My gracious, loving 280 
274 My hope, my all, 468 
152 My Saviour and 135 
426 My Saviour, my 407 
404 My soul, repeat his 51 
113 My soul, through 55 
598 My soul, with all 450 
606 My span of life 467 
390 My sufferings aL 290 
640 My thoughts on 490 

366 Nature with open 143 
None is like 376 

139|Not all the blood 103 
188 Not the malicious, 340 
414 Not with our mortal 347 



Now all chafing 681 
Now begin the 138 

Now, e'en now, I 364 
Now from the altar 678 
Now let our cheer. 114 
Now let the Father 736 
Now may the God 479 
Now I have found 338 
Now to the Lord, a 145 
Now to the Lord, 136 

all-creating God 23 
bless the Lord, 50 
blessed, blessed 666 
blessed souls are 339 
come and dwell 160 
disclose thy 698 

for a closer walk 327 
for a glance of 283 
for a thousand 334 
for a heart to 387 
for that tender. 271 
garden of Olivet 88 
glorious hope of 373 
God, most 377 

God, my God, 700 
God, of good th' 24 
God of Jacob, by 465 
God of pure 686 

God, our help in 480 
O God, thou 19 

O God, thy 590 

O God, what offer. 387 
O God, who madest 692 
O happy day that 706 
O how can they 572 
O hoT? shall a 707 

O Jesus ! at thy 366 
O Jesus! full of 326 

O joyful sound of 372 
O let the prisoners' 628 
O Lord, in mercy 579 
O Lord, our fathers 599 
O Lord, our hea. 42 
O Love Divine, how U7 
O Love Divine, what 9C 
O may thy powerful 661 
O might my lot be 179 
O my offended ' 296 
O render thanks to 53 
O righteous God, 590 
O Spirit of the 166 
O Sun of right. 656 
O tell me no more 623 
O that I could look 130 
O that I could my 291 
O that I could rep. 269 
O that I could rep. 270 
O that I could rev. 271 
O that I were as 323 
O that in me the 392 
O that my load of 391 
O that thou wouldst 302 
O the hour when 733 
O thou dear 91 

O thou eternal 113 

O thou faithful 729 
O thou God of my 346 
O thou great God, 702 
O thou our Husb. 6G3 
O thou that 713 

O thou that wouldsr 486 
O thou to whose 451 
O thou who all 412 
O thou who earnest 449 
O thou who driest 457 
O thou who hast 315 
O thou who hearst 275 



thou, who, when 602 
thou whom all thy 40 
thou whom once 299 
thou whose 105 

thou whose wis. 608 
'tis delight, 348 

what a blessed 513 
what a mighty 619 
what a taste is 224 
what blessings 552 
what hath Jesus 511 
when shall we 667 
where shall rest 487 
why did I my 332 
wondrous power 591 
worship the King 53 
ye immortal 121 

Of Him who did 141 
Oft I in my heart 704 
O'er the gloomy 543 
Omnipresent God, 675 
On all the earth 154 
On Jordan's stormy 507 
Once more, my 671 
Once more we 426 

Onward, onward, 549 
Our friendship 201 

Our God ascends 27 
Our heavenly 650 

Our Lord is risen 111 
Our souls by love 643 

Parent of good ! thy 21 
Pass a few swiftly 488 
Peace be on this 692 
Peace be to this 693 
Peace, doubting 461 
People of the living 624 
Plunged in a gulf 140 

Praise God from 736 
Praise the Saviour, 547 
Praise to the glori. 737 
Praise to the Lord 192 
Praise ye the Lord, 59 
Praise ye the Lord, 63 
Prayer is appointed 424 
Prayer is the soul's 649 
Pris'ner of hope, 295 
Pris'ners of hope, 375 
Pure are the joys 501 
Pursue the mystery 124 

Quickened with our 397 

Racers of Christ, 410 

Ready for my 726 

Redeemer of man. 125 

Rejoice and sing, 120 

Rejoice evermore, 354 

Rejoice for a 527 

Rejoice, the Lord 119 

Remark, my soul, 575 

Repent, the voice 256 

Reserves of unex. 38 
Return, O wanderer 252 

Rise my soul, 402 

Rites change not, 207 

Rock of ages, 102 

Safely through 228 
Salvation! O the 139 
Saviour, breathe 676 
Saviour, I now 327 
Saviour of all, to 617 
Saviour of all, what 455 
Saviour of men, L96 
Saviour of sinful 618 
Saviour of the sin- 393 




Saviour, Prince of 
Saviour, visit thy 
Saviour, we know 
Saviour, we now 
Saviour, whom 
See from on high, 
See how great a 
See how the 
See Israel's gentle 
See Jesus, thy 

on me the 380 1 



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See sinners, in the 242; 
See where our 455 j 

See the leaves 582 1 

See the corn again 580! 
Servant of God, 530 j 
Shall foolish, weak, 261 
Shall I, amidst a 276. 
Shall I, for fear 195: 
Shepherd Divine, 645' 
Shepherd of Israel, 190, 
Shepherd of souls, 264i 
Shepherds, rejoice, 75 1 
Shout to the great 737 , 
Show pity, Lord, 273 1 
Shrinking from the 488 
Since all the 35 

Since Jesus freely 685 
Since the Son hath 359 
Sing all in heaven 74 
Sing Hallelujah : 736, 
Sing, O ye ransom'd 408 j 
Sing to the great 577' 
Sing to the Lord, 516 
Sing we to our God 738 ' 
Sinners, believe the 243; 
Sinners, obey the 235 j 
Sinners, the call 592 j 
Sinners, the voice 253 1 

Sinners, turn, why 
So did the Hebrew 
So let our lips and 
Soldiers of Christ, 
Some, their warrior 
Some trust their 
Son of God, thy 
Son of thy Sire's 
Sons of God, exult 
Sons of God, trium. 
Sovereign of all 
Sow in the morn 
Spirit of faith, 
Spirit of grace, and 
Spirit of truth, 
Stand th' omnipo. 
Stand up and bless 
Stars, that did 
Stay, thou insulted 
Still, for thy loving 
Still, Lord," I Ian 
Still out of the 
Still stir me up to 
Sun of unclouded 
Surrounded by a 
Sweet is the work, 
Sweet the moments 

Talk with us, Lord. 
Teach me, my God 
Teach me the mea. 
That awful day 
That doleful night 
The Church in her 
The counsels of 
The day is past 
The day of Christ, 
The day of wrath, 
The earth, with all 








The flesh of our 219 
The God who 404 

The great archan. 493 
The heavens 552 

The holy song 685 

The King of heaven 217 
The Jaw and 551 

['he Lord declares 244 
The Lord descended 43 
The Lord injudg. 601 
The Lord is risen 108 
The Lord Jehovah 49 
The Lord my pas. 45 
The Lord my Shep. 45 
The Lord of earth 574 
The Lord of glory 167 
The Lord of Sab. 106 
The Lord on high 244 
The Lord on mortal 628 
The Lord, our God, 32 
The Lord, the sove. 52 
The man of sorrow 89 
The men whc 263 

The merit of Jeho. 669 
The morning 520 

The nations call ! 546 
The peace which 735 
The pity of the Lord 52 
The power to bless 695 
The praise of Zion 171 
f he praying Spirit 645 
The promise of my 213 
The saints who die 491 
The Saviour calls, 245 
The Saviour, when 186 
The seed in scanty 535 
The spacious firma. 43 
The Spirit breathes 155 

The Sun of right. 106 
The thing my God 360 
The voice that 418 

Thee, Jesus full of 453 
Thee, Jesus, thee, 292 
Thee, King of 219 

Thee we adore, 481 
Thee will I love, 412 
There is a fountain 101 
There is a land of 506 
These mortal joys, 435 
Thine earthly sab. 233 
This is the day the 232 
This is the feast 216 
This, this is He 100 
This, this is the God 40 
Thou art gone to 524 
Thou art that bread 684 
Thou God of glori. 483 
Thou God of truth 617 
Thou God that 369 

Thou great myste. 320 
Thou hidden God, 293 
Thou hidden love 444 
Thou hidden Source 131 
Thou Judge of 586 
Thou Lamb of God, 468 
Thou, Lord, hast 679 
Thou man of griefs, 290 
Thou seest my 423 

Thou Shepherd 440 
Thou Son of God, 262 
Thou, true and only 20 
Thou very paschal 129 
Thou, who didst 570 
Thou, who hast in 560 
Though nature's 400 
Though troubles 465 
Thrice happy souls 684 



through all the 458 
fhro' all the lofty 605 
Thus far the Lord 678 
Thus Lydia sancti. 209 
Thy ceaseless, 38 

fhy faithfulness, 246 
Thy life I read, 517 
Thy mighty arm, 597 
Thy parent hand, 19 
Thy presence, Lord, 662 
Tired with the bur. 673 
"„ s enough, the 80 
'Tis finished, the 99 
'Tis finished, 'tis 525 
'Tis my happiness 452 
To bless thy chosen 532 
To Father, Son, 737,738 
To God, the Father's 737 
To God, the only 148 
To God your every 425 
To praise the ever- 581 
To the haven of thy 658 
To the hills I lift 651 
To the'i, great God 703 
To us a child of 78 
To whom is our 89 

To-morrow, Lor J, 255 
Try us, God, and 638 
'Twas the commis. 206 

Ungrateful sinners, 256 
Unveil thy bosom, 522 
Uphold me, Saviour 421 
Upright both in 388 
Urge on your rapid 181 

Vain, delusive 415 

Victim Divine ! thy 222 
Vital spark of 730 

Wait, O my soul, 470 

Watched by the 419 
Watchman, tell us 549 
We bid thee wel. 191 
We by his Spirit 3 12 
We know, by faith 491 
We lift our hearts 671 
We thank thee, 606 
We to Jehovah 602 

Wealth, honor, 384 

Weary souls, that 247 
What various hin. 647 
Welcome, delightful 229 
Welcome, sweet 227 
Well doth a summer 582 
What am I, O thou 345 
What are these 503 
What could your 250 
What doth the 123 

What equal honors 137 
What is our calling's 368 
W T hat is the thing 250 
What is there here 513 
What ! never speak 393 
What now is my 391 
What scenes of 490 
What sinners value 500 
What though the 529 
What venerable 87 

When Abr'ham, full 591 
When all thy mer. 708 
When angry 59§ 

When at this ui3. 86 
When blooming 519 
When Christ doth 365 
When gathering 724 
When gloomy 1S> 

When, gracious 286 
When guilt lies 60S 
When 7 can read 471 



When I survey 98 

When Israel, of the 467 
When Israel out of 54 
When Jesus dwelt 434 
When languor and 725 
When marshalled 609 
When musing sor. 458 
When, my Saviour, 394 
When on Sinai's 98 
When quiet in my 702 
When rising from 282 
When shall thy 284 
W 7 hen through the 610 
When to the exiled 559! 
When verdure 578 

Whene'er the angry 85 
Where high the 659 
Where shall my 194 
W 7 here shall true 508 
Wherefore do the 117 
Wherefore should 691 
Wherewith, Lord 311 
Which of the petty 474 
While dead in tres. 300 
While in the agonies 92 
W hile life prolongs 254 
W hile o'er our guil. 593 
W hile on the verge 493 
While shepherds 76 
While thee I seek, 705 
While we walk 622 

While we with fear 566 
While with cease. 576 
Who can describe 358 
Who in the Lord 431 
Who shall our 595 

Who to the sea in 612 
Whom man for. . 286 

Why do we mourn 523 
Why not now, my 292 
Why, O sinner, me 255 
W r hy seek ye that 239 
Why should the 157 
Why should we 489 
AVhy thus impatient 439 
With a believing 716 
With all our soul, 690 
With glorious 304 

With glory clad, 564 
With joy we medi. 115 
W r ith songs and 583 
Witness, ye men 626 
Woe to the men on 497 
Would Jesus have 97 
Wretch that I am ! 324 
Wretched, helpless, 288 

Ye boundless 60 

Ye diff'rent sects, 177 
Ye faithful souls, 109 
Ye golden lamps 729 
Ye hearts with 260 

Ye humble souls, 108 
Ye mourning saints 518 
Ye neighbors and 247 
Ye ransomed sin. 374 
Ye servants of the 428 
Ye simple souls 343 
Ye that pass by, 90 
Ye virgin souls, 584 
Ye wretched, hun. 237 
Yes, from this 325 

Yes ! the Redeemer 107 
Yield to me now, 322 
Young men and 64 

Young men exhort, 566